©rfcer of public U&orsbip 



The following order is chiefly based on directions 
given in the Free Methodist Discipline: 

(Let all our services begin exactly at the time ap- 
pointed, and let all our people kneel in silent 
prayer on entering the sanctuary.) 

I. Singing from the Free Methodist Hymnal, the 

people standing. 

II. Prayer, concluding with the Lord's Prayer, re- 
peated audibly by all, both minister and 
people kneeling. 

HI. Scripture Lessons from both the Old and New 
Testaments. 

IV. Singing from the Free Methodist Hymnal, the 

people standing. 

V. Notices, followed by Collection. 

VI. The Sermon. 

VII. Prayer, both minister and people kneeling. 

VHI. Singing from the Free Methodist Hymnal, the 

people standing. 

IX. Doxology and the Apostolic Benediction (II 

Cor. 13: 14). 

Note — The foregoing may be abridged for afternoon or 
evening by omitting one of the Scripture 
Lessons; also by the omission of singing 
from the Hymnal after the final prayer. 



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Methodist Hymnal 

Published by Authority of the General 
Conference of the Free Methodist 
Church of North America 



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understanding also.—l Cor. 14: 15. 




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PUBLISHER'S NOTICE 



In accordance with instructions given by the Execu- 
tive Committee at its annual session in October, 1913, 
the general publishing agent has prepared this Word 
edition of the Free Methodist Hymnal. 

Much painstaking care was exercised in the prepara- 
tion of copy that both Music and Word editions should 
be in perfect accord, even to the slightest feature of 
punctuation. 

The effort has been to provide a book convenient 
in size and yet with type sufficiently large to be easily 
read by all. 

There is pleasure in the fact that the work has been 
completed and that the church Hymnal may now be had 
in either Music or Word edition, as may be desired. 

November 4, 1914. W. B. Rose. 



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Boreas 



The Free Methodist Church is to be congratulated 
on being provided with such an excellent Hymnal as 
the Commission to which the work of revising its 
Hymn Book was committed, herewith presents. Their 
labors in connection therewith have been arduous, and 
we now take much satisfaction in commending the 
fruit of their toil to the Church at large, and express- 
ing the hope that for many years to come it will prove 
an invaluable inspiration to spiritual worship among all 
our people. 

The instructions given by the General Conference 
required the reduction of the number of hymns in the 
old book by several hundred; and the general demand 
for the introduction of certain modern hymns that 
are popular with our people as well as with the more 
general public necessitated the elimination of a con- 
siderable number more. Still we find that most of 
the hymns hitherto in common use among us have been 
retained, which is a gratifjing feature of this book; 
and we are also well pleased with the general char- 
acter of the new hymns that have been introduced. 

We have noted with particular satisfaction the 
prominence herein given to the hymns of the Wesleys. 
In this the Commission has recognized the superior 
worth of their productions, not only from a literary 
viewpoint, but with reference to their general sound- 
ness of doctrine and their embodiment of experimental 
religion as well. We are also pleased with the num- 
ber and variety of hymns relating to the various phases 

: of Christian experience, particularly of those classi- 
fied under Entire Sanctification. This will undoubtedly 
be highly acceptable to the Church generally. The 
Commission has also wisely anticipated the needs of 
the Church in respect to hymns for social worship, 
as also respecting hymns suitable for revival services, 
camp-meetings, and out-of-door services in general. 

' The generally high standard of the hymns in this 
collection should commend it to all our societies 
throughout the connection. Much that is sung in these 
days is degenerate verse at best, and is as unsound in 



VI 



ADDRESS 

doctrine as it is beneath the standard of true poetry. 
This book is remarkably free from all that is sensa- 
tional and unsound, and so is well adapted to improving 
the taste of the congregations which use it for njmns 
of genuine merit. 

Yerv few alterations have been made in the texts 
of the hymns selected, and those few have generally 
been in the nature of restoring the hymns to their 
original forms. Occasionally, where the sense would 
remain unaltered, a word or expression has been 
changed in order to render a line more singable, but 
X Commission wisely determined not to undertake 
anything like arbitrary alterations. 

A Music edition of the Free Methodist Hymnal 
has been in use in the church since 1910, m v^hich 
every hymn is set to appropriate music, and a 
great variety of standard tunes, both ancient and 
modern, are given, the aim having been in all cases 
to employ only such tunes as were found by careful 
testing to be devotional in character, compatible vuth 
the hymns to which they are united, and generally 
adapted to congregational singing. The present Word 
edition was ordered by the Executive Committee, ^ at 
its meeting in October, 1913, and is an accommodation 
to those societies among us which desire to use the 
Hymnal, but prefer a little cheaper edition, and in 
which there are few who understand the rudiments of 
music sufficiently to make a Music edition particularly 
desirable. Still we would advise that in all cases such 
societies procure a reasonable number of copies of the 
Music edition for the use of such as can sing by note, 
and that for the sake of uniformity among us m our 
singing, the tunes of the Music edition, most of which 
are generally well-known standard tunes, be used in 
connection with the Word edition so far as possible. 

The value of a carefully compiled Hymnal can 
scarcely be overestimated. The hymns of such a 
volume have been selected from the sacred poetry of 
all ages and of many countries, and "so rich and 
abundant is the material that only the best lyrics of the 
best poets can find a permanent place in them.' 
Hence the literary value of such a production is of nc 
small importance. Then, too, there is a doctrina j 
value in such a book which few can adequately appre | 
ciate. The theology of the Church's hymns is scarcel: 



ADDRESS vii 



^ss important than that of her Articles of Faith 
One of the most successful ways to indoctrinate the 
masses is to set them to singing the doctrines in which 
you wish them to become grounded. It has been sug- 
gested that more people of to-day get their theology 
from the hymns they sing than from the creeds of their 
respective churches. Again, there are few volumes 
equal to a good Hymnal as an aid to private devotion. 
In the hymns of such a collection every phase of 
Christian experience finds beautiful and helpful rythmic 
expression, as also well-nigh every plaint and vearning 
of penitent and believing hearts. Nearly every hymn 
has had an origin in some joyous or pathetic experience 
of its author which makes it voice the feelings of uni- 
versal humanity in like conditions, and thereby fits it 
for a mission of inspiration and helpfulness to others. 
Inese are some of the considerations which, aside from 
its value as an inspiration to public worship, should 
commend such a volume to all classes. 

It is with pleasure, therefore, that we unite in 
recommending the use of this Hymnal bv all our 
churches. Moreover, we deem it suitable here to re- 
mind all our Preachers and Official Boards of the re- 
quirement in our Book of Discipline that "the Free 
dlSt T Hymn Book be used in the regular ser- 
vices. If this be done, and if the other directions 
prescribed m Paragraph 61 of the Discipline be com- 
plied with we are confident that the Hymnal will prove 
an invaluable blessing to the Church in improving our 
services of song with respect to variety, taste, spiri- 
tuality and true effectiveness. 

Your servants in Christ, 

Edward P. Hart, 
Burton R. Jones, 
Walter A. Sellew, 
Wilson T. Hogue, 
T> . , William Pearce, 

Bishops of the Free Methodist Church. 



Classification 



Worship Hymn 

Adoration and Praise 1-30 

Opening 31-35 

Closing 36-40 

The Trinity 41-47 

The Father 

Being and Attributes 48-51 

Providence and Grace 52-56 

The Son 

Incarnation and Birth 57-67 

Life, Character, Ministry 68-75 

Humiliation and Death 76-84 

Resurrection S5-91 

Ascension and Intercession 92-05 

Advent and Reign 96-108 

The Holy Spirit 109-123 

The Holy Scriptures 124-133 

Institutions of Christianity 

The Church 134-142 

The Ministry 143-153 

Baptism 154-159 

The Lord's Supper 160-166 

The Lord's Day 167-176 

The Gospel 

Salvation Needed 177-183 

Warnings and Invitations 184-220 

Repentance and Faith 221-244 

Provisions and Promises 245-255 

The Christian Life 

Justification and Regeneration 256-277* 

Witness of the Spirit 27S-286 . 

Aspiration and Hope 2S7-302 I 

Growth in Grace .303-308 I 



CLASSIFICATION ix 

Consecration 309-332 

Entire Sanctification 333-386 

Activity and Zeal 387-401 

Conflict and Victory 402-421 

Trust and Confidence 422-450 

Unfaithfulness Mourned 451-45S 

Watchfulness and Prayer 459-498 

Resignation and Consolation 499-510 

Peace and Contentment 511-523 

Rejoicing and Praise 524-544 

Love and Fellowship 545-560 

Time and Eternity 

Watch-night and New Year 561-567 

Brevity and Uncertainty of Life 568-575 

Death and Resurrection 576-600 

Judgment and Retribution 601-610 

Heaven and Eternal Salvation 611-646 

Special Subjects and Occasions 

Missions 647-666 

Dedication and Corner-stone Laying 667-677 

The Family 678-688 

Children and Youth 689-696 

Charities and Reforms 697-701 

National Occasions 702-709 

Occasional Pieces, Chants, Doxologies 

Occasional Pieces 710-725 

Chants 726-733 

Doxologies 734-738 

i Indexes Page 

First Lines of Stanzas 462-479 

First Lines of Hymns 480-497 



Free Methodist Hymnal 



Worship 



Adoration and Praise 

1 L. M. 

FROM all that dwell below the skies, 
Let the Creator's praise arise ; 
Let the Redeemer's name be sung, 
Through every land, by every tongue. 

2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord : 
Eternal truth attends thy word; 

Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, 
Till suns shall rise and set no more. 

3 Your lofty themes, ye mortals, bring ; 
In songs of praise divinely sing ; 

The great salvation loud proclaim, 
And shout for joy the Savior's name. 

4 In every land begin the song ; 
To every land the strains belong ; 
In cheerful sounds all voices raise. 
And fill the world with loudest praise. 

5 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow; 
Praise him, all creatures here below ; 
Praise him above, ye heavenly host ; 
Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost. 

Isaac Watts and John Wesley. Thomas Ken, v. 5. 

2 L.M. 

BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, 
Ye nations, bow with sacred joy ; 
Know that the Lord is God alone ; 
He can create, and he destroy. 

2 His sovereign power, without our aid, 
Made us of clay, and formed us men ; 

And when like wandering sheep we strayed, 
He brought us to his fold again. 

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WORSHIP 



3 We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs, 
High as the heavens our voices raise ; 

And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, 
Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. 

4 Wide as the world is thy command ; 
Vast as eternity thy love ; 

Firm as a reck thy truth shall stand, 
When rolling years shall cease to move. 

Isaac Watts, alt. by John Wesley. 







L. M. 

THOU, to whom, in ancient time, 



The lyre of Hebrew bards was strung, 
Whom kings adored in song sublime, 
And prophets praised with glowing tongue ; 

2 Not now on Zion's height alone 
The favored worshiper may dwell, 

Nor where, at sultry noon, thy Son 
Sat weary at the patriarch's well. 

3 From every place below the skies. 
The grateful song, the fervent prayer, 

The incense of the heart, may rise 
To heaven, and find acceptance there. 

4 O thou, to whom, in ancient time, 
The holy prophet's harp was strung, 

To thee, at last, in every clime, 

Shall temples rise, and praise be sung. 

John Pierpont. 

4 CM. 

LORD, all I am is known to thee; 
In vain my soul would try 
To shun thy presence, or to flee 
The notice of thine eye. 

2 Thy all-surrounding sight surveys 
My rising and my rest, 

My public walks, my private ways, 
The secrets of my breast. 

3 My thoughts lie open to thee, Lord, 
Before they're formed within, 

And ere my lips pronounce the word 
Thou knowest the sense I mean. 



ADORATION AND PRAISE 



4 O wondrous knowledge ! deep and high ! 
Where can a creature hide? 

Within thy circling arms I lie, 
Beset on every side. 

5 So let thy grace surround me still, 
And like a bulwark prove, 

To guard my soul from every ill, 
Secured by sovereign love. 

Isaac Watts. 

5 L. M. 

OTHOU, whom all thy saints adore, 
We now with all thy saints agree, 
And bow our inmost souls before 
Thy glorious, awful Majesty. 

2 We come, great God, to seek thy face, 
And for thy loving-kindness wait ; 

And O, how dreadful is this place ! 

'Tis God's own house, 'tis heaven's gate. 

3 Tremble our hearts to find thee nigh ; 
To thee our trembling hearts aspire : 

And lo ! we see descend from high 
The pillar and the flame of fire. 

4 Still let it on the assembly stay, 
And all the house with glory fill : 

To Canaan's bounds point out the way 
And lead us to thy holy hill. 

5 There let us all with Jesus stand, 
And join the general Church above, 

And take our seats at thy right hand, 
And sing thine everlasting love. 

Charles Wesley. 

6 L. M. 

GREAT God, attend, while Zion sings 
The joy that from thy presence springs : 
To spend one day with thee on earth 
Exceeds a thousand days of mirth. 

2 Might I enjoy the meanest place 
Within thy house, O God of grace : 
No tents of ease, or thrones of power, 
Should cempt my feet to leave thy door. 

3 



WORSHIP 



3 God is our sun, he makes our day; 
God is our shield, he guards our way 
From all assaults of hell and sin, 
From foes without and foes within. 

4 All needful grace will God bestow, 
And crown that grace with glory, too ; 
He gives us all things, and withholds 
No real good from upright souls. 

5 O God, our King, whose sovereign sway 
The glorious hosts of heaven obey, 

And devils at thy presence flee, 
Blest is the man that trusts in thee. 

Isaac Watts, 



7 L. M. 

JESUS, thou everlasting King, 
Accept the tribute which we bring; 
Accept thy well deserved renown, 
And wear our praises as thy crown. 

2 Let every act of worship be 
Like our espousals, Lord, to thee, 

Like the blest hour, when from above 
We first received the pledge of love. 

3 The gladness of that happy day, 
O may it ever, ever stay; 

Nor let our faith forsake its hold, 
Nor hope decline, nor love grow cold. 

4 Let every moment as it flies, 
Increase thy praise, improve our joys, 
Till we are raised to sing thy name, 
At the great supper of the Lamb. 

Isaac Watts. 



8 L. M. 6 1. 

OGOD, thou high and lofty One. 
Transcending all the rolling spheres, 
Who wast, and art, and art to come, 

The same through everlasting years : 
Thee would we worship and adore, 
Thy name extol forevermore. 

4 



ADORATION AND PRAISE 



2 Thou art the Franier of the skies ; 
The heavens thy glory do declare ; 

And nature's wondrous mysteries, 
In earth and sky and sea and air, 
Thy immanence fore'er proclaim 
Throughout her universal frame. 

3 To all thy works thy power extends ; 
Omnipotent we know thou art ; 

Thy wisdom matchless comprehends 

The universe in every part : 
Past, present, future, unto thee 
Are known — one vast eternity. 

4 Thou art thyself in every place, 
Infinite Life and Light and Love, 

Confined to neither time nor space ; 

None from thy presence can remove, 
Nor any soul hide aught from thee, 
Whose presence fills immensity. 

5 Prostrate before thy throne we fall, 
With reverence worship and adore; 

Thou art Jehovah, over all. 

God blessed now and evermore : 
Unworthy we to lisp thy name, 
Yet justly thou our praise dost claim. 

6 Search thou our hearts, try all within; 
Our hearts are open, Lord, to thee ; 

And if thou seest aught unclean, 
From its defilement set us free : 
Then lead us forth from day to day 
Within the everlasting way. 

Wilson T. Hogue. 



9 L. M. 

GOD is a name my soul adores, 
The almighty Three, the eternal One : 
Nature and grace with all their powers, 
Confess the Infinite Unknown. 

2 Thy voice produced the sea and spheres ; 

Bade the waves roar, the planets shine ; 
But nothing like thyself appears 

Through all these spacious works of thine. 



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WORSHIP 



3 Still restless nature dies and grows : 
From change to change the creatures run ; 

Thy being no succession knows, 
And all thy vast designs are one. 

4 A glance of thine runs through the globe, 
Rules the bright worlds, and moves their frame : 

Of light thou f orm'st thy dazzling robe ; 
Thy ministers are living flame. 

5 How shall polluted mortals dare 
To sing thy glory or thy grace? 

Beneath thy feet we lie afar, 

And see but shadows of thy face. 

6 Who can behold the blazing light? 
Who can approach consuming flame? 

None but thy wisdom knows thy might ; 
None but thy word can speak thy name. 

Isaac Watts, 

10 L. M. 

PRAISE ye the Lord! 'tis good to raise 
Your hearts and voices in his praise ; 
His nature and his works invite 
To make this duty our delight. 

2 He formed the stars, those heavenly flames, 
He counts their number, calls their names ; 
His wisdom's vast, and knows no bound, 

A deep where all our thoughts are drowned. 

3 Sing to the Lord ! exalt him high, 

Who spreads his clouds along the sky ; 
There he prepares the fruitful rain, 
Nor lets the drops descend in vain. 

4 He makes the grass the hills adorn ; 
He clothes the smiling fields with corn ; 
The beasts with food his hands supply, 
And the young ravens when they cry. 

5 What is the creature's skill or force? 
The sprightly man or warlike horse? 
The piercing wit, the active limb? 

All are too mean delights for him. 

6 



ADORATION AND PRAISE 



6 But saints are lovely in his sight ; 
He views his children with delight ; 
He sees their hope, he knows their fear, 
He looks and loves his image there. 

Isaac Watts. 

11 L.M. 

HOLY as thou, O Lord, is none; 
Thy holiness is all thine own ; 
A drop of that unbounded sea 
Is ours, — a drop derived from thee. 

2 And when thy purity we share, 
Thine only glory we declare; 
And, humbled into nothing, own, 
Holy and pure is God alone. 

3 Sole, self-existing God and Lord, 
By all thy heavenly hosts adored, 
Let all on earth bow down to thee, 
And own thy peerless majesty : 

4 Thy power unparalleled confess. 
Established on the Rock of peace; 
The Rock that never shall remove, 
The Rock of pure, almighty love. 

Charles Wesley. 

12 L.M. 

ETERNAL Power, whose high abode 
Becomes the grandeur of a God : 
Infinite lengths, beyond the bounds 
Where stars revolve their little rounds ; 

2 Thee while the first archangel sings, 
He hides his face behind his wings ; 
And ranks of shining thrones around 
Fall worshiping, and spread the ground. 

3 Lord, what shall earth and ashes do? 
We would adore our Maker too ; 
From sin and dust to thee we cry. 
The Great, the Holy, and the High. 

4 Earth, from afar, hath heard thy fame. 
And worms have learned to lisp thy name ; 
But, oh, the glories of thy mind 

Leave all our soaring thoughts behind. 



WORSHIP 



5 God is in heaven, and men below ; 
Be short our tunes ; our words be few ; 
A solemn reverence checks our songs, 
And praise sits silent on our tongues. 

Isaac Watts. 

13 6. 4. 

TESUS, thy name I love, 
J All other names above, 

Jesus, my Lord ! 
Oh, thou art all to me ! 
Nothing to please I see, 
Nothing apart from thee, 

Jesus, my Lord! 

2 Thou, blessed Son of God, 
Hast bought me with thy blood, 

Jesus, my Lord ! 
Oh, how great is thy love, 
All other loves above, 
Love that I daily prove, 

Jesus, my Lord ! 

3 When unto thee I flee, 
Thou wilt my refuge be, 

Jesus, my Lord ! 
What need I now to fear? 
What earthly grief or care, 
Since thou art ever near, 

Jesus, my Lord ! 

4 Soon thou wilt come again, 
I shall be happy then, 

Jesus, my Lord ! 
Then thine own face I'll see, 
Then I shall like thee be, 
Then evermore with thee, 

Jesus, my Lord ! 

James G. Deck. 

14 C. M. 

BEING of beings, God of love, 
To thee our hearts we raise ; 
Thy all-sustaining power we prove, 
And gladly sing thy praise. 



ADORATION AND PRAISE 



2 Thine, wholly thine, we pant to be ; 
Our sacrifice receive ; 

Made, and preserved, and saved by thee, 
To thee ourselves we give. 

3 Heavenward our every wish aspires, 
For all thy mercy's store ; 

The sole return thy love requires, 
Is that we ask for more. 

4 For more we ask : we open then 
Our hearts to embrace thy will ; 

Turn, and revive us, Lord, again, 
With all thy fulness fill. 

5 Come, Holy Ghost, the Savior's love 
Shed in our hearts abroad ; 

So shall we ever live, and move, 
And be, with Christ in God. 

Charles Wesley. 

15 L. M. 

ALL praise to thee, eternal Lord, 
Who wore the garb of flesh and blood, 
And chose a manger for thy throne, 
While worlds on worlds were thine alone! 

2 A little child, thou art our guest, 
That weary ones in thee may rest ; 
Forlorn and lowly is thy birth, 
That we may rise to heaven from earth. 

3 Thou comest in the darksome night 
To make us children of the light, 

To make us in the realms divine 

Like thine own angels round thee shine. 

4 All this for us thy love hath done ; 
By this to thee our love is won ; 

For this we tune our cheerful lays, 
And shout our thanks in ceaseless praise. 

Martin Luther. 

16 C. M. 

MY GOD, my portion, and my love. 
My everlasting All, 
I've none but thee in heaven above, 
Or on this earthly ball. 



WORSHIP 



2 What empty things are all the skies, 
And this inferior clod ! 

There's nothing here deserves my joys, 
There's nothing like my God. 

3 To thee I owe my wealth, and friends, 
And health, and safe abode : 

Thanks to thy name for meaner things : 
But they are not my God. 

4 How vain a toy is glittering wealth, 
If once compared to thee ; 

Or what's my safety, or my health, 
Or all my friends to me? 

5 Were I possessor of the earth, 
And called the stars my own, 

Without thy graces and thyself, 
I were a wretch undone. 

6 Let others stretch their arms like seas. 
And grasp in all the shore ; 

Grant me the visits of thy grace, 
And I desire no more. 

« Isaac Watts. 

17 8.7. 8.7. 8. S. -7. 

WE come unto our fathers' God: 
Their Rock is our salvation ; 
The eternal arms, their dear abode, 

W T e make our habitation ; 
We bring thee, Lord, the praise they brought, 
We seek thee as thy saints have sought 
In every generation. 

2 The fire divine their steps that led 
Still goeth bright before us, 

The heavenly shield around them spread 

Is still high holden o'er us ; 
The grace those sinners that subdued, 
The strength those weaklings that renewed, 

Doth vanquish, doth restore us. 

3 The cleaving sins that brought them low 
Are still our souls oppressing, 

The tears that from their eyes did flow 
Fall fast, our shame confessing ; 

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ADORATION AND PRAISE 



As with thee, Lord, prevailed their cry, 
So our strong prayer ascends on high 
And bringeth down thy blessing. 

4 Their joy unto their Lord we bring, 
Their song to us descendeth ; 

The Spirit who in them did sing 

To us his music lendeth : 
His song in them, in us, is one ; 
We raise it high, we send it on — 

The song that never endeth. 

5 Ye saints to come, take up the strain, 
The same sweet theme endeavor ; 

L nbroken be the golden chain ! 

Keep on the song forever ! 
Safe in the same dear dwelling-place, 
Rich with the same eternal grace, 

Bless the same boundless Giver. 

Thomas H. GUI. 

18 S. M. D. 

OTHOU who dwell'st on high, 
'Mid burning seraphs bright. 
Pavilioned in the azure sky, 
Robed with celestial light : 
Permit us to draw near, 

And worship and adore ; 
Redeemed from sin and guilt and fear, 
Thy blessing we implore. 

2 Thou high and holy Lord, 
Before whom seraphs fall 

With faces veiled and spirits awed, 

And thee thrice holy call : 
We fall before thy feet, 

Unworthy to draw near, 
E'en though before thy mercy-seat 

Thou call'st us to appear. 

3 Hear thou the prayer we bring ; 
Regard thy children's need ; 

Accept the hymns of praise we sing, 
And to our vows give heed. 



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WORSHIP 



We seek thee in thy Son, 

Who died our souls to save — 
The crucified but risen One, 

Triumphant o'er the grave. 

4 Through him, our great High Priest 

Before the heavenly throne, 
We seek redemption's power and peace — 

Peace to the world unknown ; 
Seeking, we find thee near 

To bless with every grace, 
And make us meet, when thou appear, 

To see thee face to face. 

Wilson T. Hogue. 

19 S. M. D. 

CROWN him with many crowns, 
The Lamb upon his throne ; 
Hark, how the heavenly anthem drowns 

All music but its own ! 
Awake, my soul, and sing 

Of him who died for thee, 
And hail him as thy matchless King 
Through all eternity. 

2 Crown him the Lord of love ! 
Behold his hands and side, — 

Rich wounds, yet visible above, 

In beauty glorified. 
No angel in the sky 

Can fully bear that sight, 
But downward bends his burning eye 

At mysteries so great. 

3 Crown him the Lord of peace ! 
Whose power a scepter sways 

From pole to pole, that wars may cease, 

And all be prayer and praise. 
His reign shall know no end, 

And round his pierced feet 
Fair flowers of paradise extend 

Their fragrance ever sweet. 

4 Crown him the Lord of years, 
The Potentate of time, 

Creator of the rolling spheres, 
Ineffably sublime ! 



12 



ADORATION AND PRAISE 



All hail ! Redeemer, hail ! 

For thou hast died for me ; 
Thy praise shall never, never -fail 

Throughout eternity. 

Matthew Bridges. 

20 L.M. 

ETERNAL depth of love divine, 
In Jesus, God with us, displayed ; 
How bright thy beaming glories shine ! 
How wide thy healing streams are spread ! 

2 With whom dost thou delight to dwell? 
Sinners, a vile and thankless race ! 

O God, what tongue aright can tell 

How vast thy love, how great thy grace ! 

3 The dictates of thy sovereign will 
With joy our grateful hearts receive ; 

All thy delight in us fulfil ; 
Lo, all we are to thee we give. 

4 To thy sure love, thy tender care, 
Our flesh, soul, spirit, we resign ; 

O fix thy sacred presence there, 
And seal the abode forever thine. 

L. Zinzendorf , tr. by J. Wesley. 

21 CM. 

OHOW the thought of God attracts 
And draws the heart from earth, 
And sickens it of passing shows 
And dissipating mirth. 

2 'Tis not enough to saye our souls, 
To shun the eternal fires ; 

The thought of God will rouse the heart 
To more sublime desires. 

3 God only is the creature's home, 
Though rough and strait the road; 

Yet nothing less can satisfy 
The love that longs for God. 

4 O utter but the name of God 
Down in your heart of hearts, 

And see how from the w T orld at once 
All tempting light departs ! 

13 



WORSHIP 



5 A trusting heart, a yearning eye, 

Can win their way above ; 
If mountains can be moved by faith, 

Is there less power in love? 

Frederick W. Faber. 



22 

WORSHIP the Lord in the beauty of holiness, 
In the beauty of holiness, in the beauty of holiness, 
Glory to the Father, abounding in mercy ! 
Be joyful, all ye people, and magnify Jehovah. 

Chorus 

O glory, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah ! 

O come before his presence and glorify his name. 

2 O worship the Lord in the beauty of holiness, 
In the beauty of holiness, in the beauty of holiness. 
Glory be to Jesus, our gracious Redeemer ! 

We praise him for he loved us, and brought a great 
salvation. 

3 O worship the Lord in the beauty of holiness, 
In the beauty of holiness, in the beauty of holiness. 
Glory to the Spirit, the Holy Revealer ! 

We praise him with the Father and with the Son, 

OUr Savior. Robert Lowry. 

Copyright, 1901, by Mary Runyon Lowry. Renewal. 



23 io. io. ii. ii. 

WORSHIP the King all-glorious above, 
And gratefully sing his wonderful love ; 
Our Shield and Defender, the Ancient of days, 
Pavilioned in splendor and girded with praise. 

2 O tell of his might, and sing of his grace, 
Whose robe is the light, whose canopy space ; 

His chariots of wrath the deep thunder-clouds form, 
And dark is his path on the wings of the storm. 

3 Thy bountiful care what tongue can recite? 
It breathes in the air, it shines in the light, 

It streams from the hills, it descends to the plain, 
And sweetly distils in the dew and the rain. 



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4 Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail, 
In thee do we trust, nor find thee to fail ; 
Thy mercies how tender! how firm to the end! 
Our Maker, Defender, Redeemer and Friend. 

Robert Grant. 



24 s.m. 

JEHOVAH, thee we praise, 
The triune God adore; 
To Father, Son and Spirit raise 
Glad anthems evermore. 

2 Thou art exalted high, 
Thrice holy is thy throne ; 

With sinless seraphs would we vie 
To make thy glory known. 

3 Thrice holy, Lord, they cry, 
Before thy throne above; 

Thrice holy, we on earth reply, 
Thou God of light and love. 

4 Thou art the sovereign Lord 
Of angels and of men ; 

We bow submissive to thy word, 
Nor shall we bow in vain. 

5 Accept, O God of grace, 
The offering which we bear 

Before thee, as to heaven we raise 
Our voice in praise and prayer. 

6 In condescending love, 
To us Thyself reveal ; 

Display thy glory from above, 
Our sins and sorrows heal. 

7 Thou blessed Trinity, 

Make thou our hearts thy home ; 
And let us each, made perfect, see 
Thee in thy kingdom come. 

Wilson T. Hogue. 



15 



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25 L. M. 6 L 

LO ! God is here ! let us adore, 
And own how dreadful is this place; 
Let all within us feel his power, 

And silent bow before his face ; 
Who know his power, his grace who prove, 
Serve him with awe, with reverence love. 



2 Lo ! God is here ! him day and night 
In hallowed songs the angels sing: 

To him, enthroned above all height, 

Heaven's host their noblest praises bring : 

Disdain not, Lord, our meaner song, 

Who praise thee with a stammering tongue. 



3 Being of beings ! may our praise 
Thy courts with grateful fragrance tiH ; 

Still may we stand before thy face, 
Still hear and do thy sovereign w T ill ; 

To thee may all our thoughts arise, 

Ceaseless, accepted sacrifice. 

Gerhard Tersteegen, tr. by John Wesley. 



26 8. 6. 8. 8. 6. 

ETERNAL Light ! Eternal Light ! 
How pure the soul must be, 
When placed within thy searching sight, 
It shrinks not, but with calm delight 
Can live, and look on thee ! 



2 The spirits that surround thy throne, 

May bear the burning bliss; 
But that is surely theirs alone, 
Since they have never, never known 
A fallen world like this ! 



3 Oh, how shall I, whose native sphere 
Is dark, whose mind is dim, 

Before the Ineffable appear, 

And on my naked spirit bear 
That uncreated beam? 



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ADORATION AND PRAISE 



4 There is a way for roan to rise 
To that sublime abode : — 

An offering and a sacrifice, 
A Holy Spirit's energies, 
An Advocate with God : — 

5 These, these prepare us for the sight 
Of Holiness above : 

The sons of ignorance and night 
May dwell in the Eternal Light, 
Through the Eternal Love! 

Thomas Binney, 

27 L.M. 

JESUS, where'er thy people meet, 
There they behold thy mercy -seat ; 
Where'er they seek thee, thou art found, 
And every place is hallowed ground. 

2 For thou, within no walls confined, 
Dost dwell with those of humble mind ; 
Such ever bring thee where they come. 
And, going, take thee to their home. 

3 Great Shepherd of thy chosen few, 
Thy former mercies here renew ; 
Here, to our waiting hearts, proclaim 
The sweetness of thy saving name. 

4 Here may we prove the power of prayer 
To strengthen faith and sweeten care ; 
To teach our faint desires to rise, 

And bring all heaven before our eyes. 

William Cowper. 

28 cm. 

OFOR a thousand tongues to sing 
My great Redeemer's praise ; 
The glories of my God and King, 
The triumphs of his grace. 

2 My gracious Master and my God, 

Assist me to proclaim, 
To spread through all the earth abroad 

The honors of thy name. 

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WORSHIP 



3 Jesus ! the name that charms our fears, 
That bids our sorrows cease ; 

'Tis music in the sinner's ears, 
'Tis life and health and peace. 

4 He breaks the power of canceled sin, 
He sets the prisoner free ; 

His blood can make the foulest clean ; 
His blood availed for me. 

5 He speaks, and, listening to his voice, 
New life the dead receive ; 

The mournful, broken hearts rejoice ; 
The humble poor believe. 

6 Hear him, ye deaf ; his praise, ye dumb, 
Your loosened tongues employ ; 

Ye blind, behold your Savior come ; 
And leap, ye lame, for joy. 

Charles Wesley. 

29 s.m. 

ARISE, and bless the Lord, 
Ye people of his choice; 
Arise, and bless the Lord your God, 
With heart and soul and voice. 

2 Though high above all praise, 
Above all blessing high, 

Who would not fear his holy name, 
And laud and magnify? 

3 O for the living flame, 
From his own altar brought, 

To touch our lips, our souls inspire, 
And wing to heaven our thought. 

4 God is our strength and song, 
And his salvation ours ; 

Then be his love in Christ proclaimed, 
With all our ransomed powers. 

5 Arise, and bless the Lord ; 
The Lord your God adore ; 

Arise, and bless his glorious name, 
Henceforth, forevermore. 

James Montgomery. 

18 



OPENING 



30 CM. 

COME, let us who in Christ believe, 
Our common Savior praise : 
To him, with joyful voices, give 
The glory of his grace. 

2 He now stands knocking at the door 
Of every sinner's heart : 

The worst need keep him out no more, 
Or force him to depart. 

3 Through grace we harken to thy voice, 
Yield to be saved rrom sin ; 

In sure and certain hope rejoice, 
That thou wilt enter in. 

4 Come quickly in, thou heavenly Guest, 
Nor ever hence remove ; 

But sup with us, and let the feast 
Be everlasting love. 

Charles Wesley. 



Opening 

31 CM. 

COME, let us join our cheerful songs 
With angels round the throne : 
Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, 
But all their joys are one. 

2 Worthy the Lamb that died, they cry, 
To be exalted thus : 

Worthy the Lamb, our hearts reply, 
For he was slain for us. 

3 Jesus is worthy to receive 
Honor and power divine ; 

And blessings more than we can give, 
Be, Lord, forever thine. 

4 The whole creation join in one, 
To bless the sacred name 

Of him that sits upon the throne, 
And to adore the Lamb. 

Isaac Watts. 



19 



WORSHIP 



32 cm. 

ONCE more we come before our God, 
Once more his blessing ask : 
O may not duty seem a load, 
Nor worship prove a task. 

2 Father, thy quick'ning Spirit send 
From heaven, in Jesus' name, 

And bid our waiting minds attend, 
And put our souls in frame. 

3 May we receive the word we hear, 
Each in an honest heart ; 

And keep the precious treasure there, 
And never with it part. 

4 To seek thee, all our hearts dispose ; 
To each thy blessing suit ; 

And let the seed thy servant sows, 
Produce abundant fruit. 

Joseph Hart. 

33 L. M. 

SERVANTS of God, in joyful lays, 
Sing ye the Lord Jehovah's praise ; 
His glorious name let all adore, 
From age to age, forevermore. 

2 Blest be that name, supremely blest, 
From the sun's rising to its rest ; * 
Above the heavens his power is known, 
Through all the earth his goodness shown. 

3 Who is like God? so great, so high, 
He bows himself to view the sky ; 
And yet, with condescending grace, 
Looks down upon the human race. 

4 He hears the uncomplaining moan 
Of those who sit and weep alone ; 
He lifts the mourner from the dust ; 
In him the poor may safely trust. 

20 



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5 O then, aloud, in joyful lays, 
Sing to the Lord Jehovah's praise : 
His saving name let all adore, 
From age to age, forevermore. 

James Montgomery, 

34 8. 7. 4. 

IN thy name, O Lord, assembling, 
We, thy people, now draw near : 
Teach us to rejoice with trembling ; 
Speak, and let thy servants hear ; 

Hear with meekness, 
Hear thy word with godly fear. 

2 While our days on earth are lengthened, 
May we give them, Lord, to thee : 

Cheered by hope, and daily strengthened, 
May we run, nor weary be ; 

Till thy glory 
Without cloud in heaven we see. 

3 There, in worship purer, sweeter, 
All thy people shall adore ; 

Sharing then in rapture greater 
Than they could conceive before : 

Full enjoyment, 
Full and pure, forevermore. 

Thomas Kelly. 

35 r. 

LORD, we come before thee now, 
At thy feet we humbly bow ; 
O do not our suit disdain ; 
Shall we seek thee, Lord, in vain? 

2 Lord, on thee our souls depend ; 
In compassion now descend ; 

Fill our hearts with thy rich grace, 
Tune our lips to sing thy praise. 

3 In thine own appointed way, 
Now we seek thee, here we stay ; 
Lord, we know not how to go, 
Till a blessing thou bestow. 

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WORSHIP 



4 Send some message from thy word, 
That may joy and peace afford ; 
Let thy Spirit now impart 

Full salvation to each heart. 

5 Comfort those who weep and mourn ; 
Let the time of joy return ; 

Those that are cast down lift up ; 
Make them strong in faith and hope. 

6 Grant that all may seek and find 
Thee, a gracious God and kind ; 
Heal the sick, the captive free ; 
Let us all rejoice in thee. 

William Hammond. 



Closing 

36 8. 7. D. 

LORD, dismiss us with thy blessing, 
Bid us now depart in peace ; 
Still on heavenly manna feeding, 

Let our faith and love increase : 
Fill each breast with consolation ; 

Up to thee our hearts we raise : 
When we reach our blissful station, 
Then we'll give thee nobler praise. 

Edwin Smythe. 



37 s.r. ( 

LORD, dismiss us with thy blessing, 
Fill our hearts with joy and peace, 
Let us each, thy love possessing, 
Triumph in redeeming grace ; 

O refresh us, 
Traveling through this wilderness. 

2 Thanks we give and adoration, 
For thy gospel's joyful sound ; 

May the fruits of thy salvation 
In our hearts and lives abound ; 

May thy presence 
With us evermore be found. 



22 



CLOSING 



3 So, whene'er the signal's given 

Ts from earth to call away, 
Borne on angels' wings to heaven, 

Glad the summons to obey, 
May we ever 

Reign with Christ in endless day. ^ 

Walter Shirley. 

38 7. 

CHRISTIANS, brethren, ere we part, 
Every voice and every heart 
Join and to our Father raise 
One last hymn of grateful praise. 

2 Though we here should meet no more, 
Yet there is a brighter shore ; 

There released from toil and pain, 
There we all may meet again. 

3 Now to thee, thou God of heaven, 
Be eternal glory given ; 
Grateful for thy love divine, 

May our hearts be ever thine. 

Henry Kirke White, alt. 

39 io. 

SAVIOR, again to thy dear name we raise 
With one accord our parting hymn of praise ; 
We stand to bless thee ere our worship cease, 
Then, lowly kneeling, wait thy word of peace. 

2 Grant us thy peace upon our homeward way ; 
With thee began, with thee shall end the day ; 
Guard thou the lips from sin, the hearts from shame, 
That in this house have called upon thy name. 

3 Grant us thy peace, Lord, through the coming night, 
Turn thou for us its darkness into light ; 

From harm and danger keep thy children free, 
For dark and light are both alike to thee. 

4 Grant us thy peace throughout our earthly life, 
Our balm in sorrow, and our stay in strife ; 
Then, when thy voice shall bid our conflict cease, 
Call us, O Lord, to thine eternal peace. 

John Ellerton. 



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40 

GOD be with you till we meet again, 
By his counsels guide, uphold you, 
With his sheep securely fold you, 
God be with you till we meet again. 

Chorus 

Till we meet, till we meet, 

Till we meet at Jesus' feet, 

Till we meet, till we meet, 
God be with you till we meet again. 

2 God be with you till we meet again, 
'Neath his wings securely hide you, 
Daily manna still divide you, 

God be with you till we meet again. 

3 God be with you till we meet again, 
When life's perils thick confound you, 
Put his arm unfailing 'round you, 

God be with you till we meet again. 

4 God be with you till we meet again. 
Keep love's banner floating o'er you, 
Smite death's threatening wave before you, 

God be with you till we meet again. 

J. E. Rankia. 



The Trinity 



41 



11. 10. 



ANCIENT of Days, who sittest throned in glory, 
To thee all knees are bent, all voices pray ; 
Thy love has blest the wide world's wondrous story 
With light and life since Eden's dawning day. 

2 O Holy Father, who hast led thy children 

In all the ages, with the fire and cloud, 
Through seas dry-shod, through weary wastes be- 
wildering, 

To thee, in reverent love, our hearts are bowed. 
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3 O Holy Jesus. Prince of Peace and Savior, 
To thee we owe the peace that still prevails, 

Stilling the rude wills of men's wild behavior, 
And calming passion's fierce and stormy gales. 

4 O Holy Ghost, the Lord and the Life-giver, 
Thine is the quick'ning power that gives increase ; 

From thee has flowed, as from a pleasant river, 
Our plenty, wealth, prosperity and peace. 

5 O Lord our God, with heart and voice adoring, 
Praise we the goodness crowning all our days ; 

Pray we that thou wilt hear us, still imploring 
Thy love and favor, kept to us always. 

William C. Doane. 

42 L. M. 6 1. 

CREATOR, Spirit, by whose aid 
The world's foundations first were laid, 
Come, visit every waiting mind, 
Come, pour thy joys on humankind ; 
From sin and sorrow set us free, 
And make thy temples worthy thee. 

2 O Source of uncreated heat, 
The Father's promised Paraclete ! 
Thrice holy Fount, immortal Fire, 

. Our hearts with heavenly love inspire ; 
Come, and thy sacred unction bring, 
To sanctify us while we sing. 

3 Plenteous of grace, descend from high, 
Rich in thy sevenfold energy ! 

Thou strength of his almighty hand, 
Whose power does heaven and earth command, 
Refine and purge our earthly parts, 
And stamp thine image on our hearts. 

4 Create all new ; our wills control, 
Subdue the rebel in our soul ; 
Chase from our minds the subtle foe, 
And peace, the fruit of faith, bestow ; 
And, lest again we go astray, 
Protect and guide us in the way. 



THE TRINITY 



5 Immortal honors, endless fame, 

Attend the Almighty Father's name ; 

The Savior Son be glorified, 

Who for lost man's redemption died ; 

And equal adoration be, 

Eternal Comforter, to thee ! 

Tr. by John Dryden. 

43 L. M. 6 1. 

INFINITE God, to thee we raise 
Our hearts in solemn songs of praise, 
By all thy works on earth adored. 
We worship thee the common Lord : 
The everlasting Father own, 
And bow our souls before thy throne. 

2 God of the patriarchal race, 
The ancient seers record thy praise ; 
The goodly apostolic band 

In highest joy and glory stand ; 
And all the saints and prophets join 
To extol thy majesty divine. 

3 Head of the martyrs' noble host, 
Of thee they justly make their boast; 
The church to earth's remotest bounds, 
Her heavenly Founder's praise resounds ; 
And strives with those around the throne 
To hymn the mystic Three in One. 

4 Father of endless majesty. 

All might and love we render thee ; 
Thy true and only Son adore, 
The same in dignity and power ; 
And God the Holy Ghost declare 
The saints' eternal Comforter. 

Charles Wesley. 

44 c. m. 

COME, Father, Son and Holy Ghost, 
One God in persons three ; 
Bring back the heavenly blessing lost 
By all mankind and me. 

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THE TRINITY 



2 Thy favor and thy nature too, 
To me, to all restore ; 

Forgive, and after God renew, 
And keep me evermore. 

3 Eternal Sun of Righteousness, 
Display thy beams divine, 

And cause the glories of thy face 
Upon my heart to shine. 

4 Light, in thy light, O may I see, 
Thy grace and mercy prove ; 

Revived and cheered and blest by thee, 
The God of pardoning love. 

5 Lift up thy countenance serene, 
And let thy happy child 

Behold, without a cloud between, 
The Godhead reconciled. 

6 That all-comprising peace bestow 
On me, through grace forgiven ; 

The joys of holiness below, 
And then the joys of heaven. 

Charles Wesley. 

45 6. 4. 

COME, thou Almighty King, 
Help us thy name to sing, 
Help us to praise : 
Father all-glorious, 
O'er all victorious, 
Come, and reign over us, 
Ancient of days. 

2 Jesus, our Lord, arise, 
Scatter our enemies, 

And make them fall ; 
Let thine almighty aid 
Our sure defense be made ; 
Our souls on thee be stayed; 

Lord, hear our call. 

3 Come, thou incarnate Word, 
Gird on thy mighty sword, 

Our prayer attend; 



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THE TRINITY 



Come, and thy people bless, 
And give thy word success : 
Spirit of holiness, 
On us descend. 

4 Come, holy Comforter, 
Thy sacred witness bear 

In this glad hour : 
Thou who Almighty art, 
Now rule in every heart, 
And ne'er from us depart, 

Spirit of power. 

5 To the great One and Three 
Eternal praises be 

Hence, evermore. 
His sovereign majesty 
May we in glory see, 
And to eternity 

Love and adore. 

Charles Wesley. 

46 ii. 12 - 12 - io. 

HOLY, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty ! 
Early in the morning our song shall rise to 
thee ; 

Holy, holy, holy, merciful and mighty, 
God in Three Persons, blessed Trinity ! 

2 Holy, holy, holy! all the saints adore thee, 
Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy 

sea ; 

Cherubim and seraphim falling down before thee, 
Which wert, and art, and evermore shalt be. 

3 Holy, holy, holy ! though the darkness hide thee, 
Though the eye of sinful man thy glory may not 

see; 

Only thou art holy ! there is none beside thee, 
Perfect in power, in love and purity ! 

4 Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty ! 

All thy works shall praise thy name, in earth and 

sky and sea ; 
Holy, holy, holy, merciful and mighty, 
God in Three Persons, blessed Trinity ! 

Reginald Heber. 

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47 c. m. 

A THOUSAND oracles divine 
Their common beams unite ; 
That sinners may with angels join 
To worship God aright. 

2 To praise a Trinity adored 
By all the hosts above ; 

And one thrice-holy God and Lord 
Through endless ages love. 

3 Triumphant host ! they never cease 
To laud and magnify 

The Triune God of holiness, 
Whose glory fills the sky. 

4 Whose glory to this earth extends, 
When God himself imparts, 

And the whole Trinity descends 
Into our faithful hearts. 

5 But God made flesh is wholly ours, 
And asks our nobler strain : 

The Father of celestial powers. 
The Friend of earth-born man ! 

Charles Wesley. 



The Father 



Being and Attributes 
48 8.7. 

GOD is love : his mercy brightens 
All the path in which we rove; 
Bliss he wakes and woe he lightens ; 
God is wisdom, God is love. 

2 Chance and change are busy ever ; 
Man decays, and ages move ; 

But his mercy waneth never : 
God is wisdom, God is love. 

3 E'en the hour that darkest seemeth, 
Will his changeless goodness prove ; 

From the gloom his brightness streameth ; 
God is wisdom, God is love. 



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4 He with earthly cares entwineth 
Hope and comfort from above ; 

Everywhere his glory shineth ; 
God is wisdom, God is love. 

John Bowring. 

49 L. M. D. 

THE spacious firmament on high, 
With all the blue ethereal sky, 
And spangled heavens, a shining frame, 
Their great Original proclaim : 
The unwearied sun, from day to day 
Doth his Creator's power display, 
And publishes to every land 
The work of an almighty hand. 

2 Soon as the evening shades prevail, 
The moon takes up the wondrous tale, 
And nightly, to the listening earth. 
Repeats the story of her birth ; 

While all the stars that round her burn, 
And all the planets in their turn, 
Confirm the tidings as they roll, 
And spread the truth from pole to pole. 

3 What, though in solemn silence all 
Move round the dark, terrestrial ball : 
What, though no real voice nor sound 
Amid the radiant orbs be found ; 

In reason's ear they all rejoice 
And utter forth a glorious voice, 
Forever singing as they shine, 
The hand that made us is divine. 

Joseph Addison. 

50 L.M. 

LORD of all being! throned afar, 
Thy glory flames from sun and star ; 
Center and soul of every sphere. 
Yet to each loving heart how near ! 

2 Sun of our life, thy quick'ning ray 
Sheds on our path the glow of day ; 
Star of our hope, thy softened light 
Cheers the long watches of the night. 
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3 Our midnight is thy smile withdrawn ; 
Our noontide is thy gracious dawn ; 
Our rainbow arch thy mercy's sign ; 
All, save the clouds of sin, are thine. 

4 Lord of all life, below, above, 

Whose light is truth, whose warmth is love, 
Before thy ever-blazing throne 
We ask no luster of our own. 

5 Grant us thy truth to make us free, 
And kindling hearts that burn for thee, 
Till all thy living altars claim 

One holy light, one heavenly flame. 

Oliver W. Holmes. 

51 H. M. 

THE Lord Jehovah reigns, 
Kis throne is built on high ; 
The garments he assumes 
Are light and majesty : 
His glories shine with beams so bright. 
No mortal eye can bear the sight. 

2 The thunders of his hand 
Keep the wide world in awe ; 

His wrath and justice stand 
To guard his holy law ; 
And where his love resolves to bless, 
His truth confirms and seals the grace. 

3 Through all his mighty works 
Amazing wisdom shines ; 

Confounds the powers of hell, 
And all their dark designs ; 
Strong is his arm, and shall fulfil 
His great decrees and sovereign will. 

4 And will this sovereign King 
Of glory condescend, 

And will he write his name, 
My Father and my Friend? 
I love his name, I love his word ; 
Join all my powers to praise the Lord. 

Isaac Watts. 



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Providence and Grace 

52 cm. 

GOD moves in a mysterious way. 
His wonders to perform ; 
He plants his footsteps in the sea. 
And rides upon the storm. 

2 Deep in unfathomable mines 
Of never-failing skill. 

He treasures up his bright designs 
And works his sovereign will. 

3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take : 
The clouds ye so much dread 

Are big with mercy, and shall break 
In blessings on your head. 

4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, 
But trust him for his grace : 

Behind a frowning providence 
He hides a smiling face. 

5 His purposes will ripen fast. 
Unfolding every hour : 

The bud may have a bitter taste, 
But sweet will be the flower. 

6 Blind unbelief is sure to err. 
And scan his work in vain : 

God is his own interpreter. 
And he will make it plain. 

William Cowper. 

53 L.M. 

HEX Israel, of the Lord beloved. 
Out from the land of bondage came, 
Her father's God before her moved. 
An awful guide, in smoke and flame. 

2 By day. along the astonished lands 

The cloudy pillar glided slow : 
By night, Arabia's crimsoned sands 

Returned the fiery column's glow. 



PROVIDENCE AND GRACE 



3 Thus present still, though now unseen. 
When brightly shines the prosperous day, 

Be thoughts of thee a cloudy screen 
To temper the deceitful ray. 

4 And. oh. when gathers on our path. 

In shade and storm, the frequent night, 
Be thou, long-suffering, slow to wrath. 
A burning and a shining light. 

Walter Scott. 



5 i L. M. 

AWAKE, my soul, in joyful lays. 
And sing thy great Redeemer's praise ; 
He justly claims a song from thee. 
His loving-kindness, O how free ! 

2 He saw me ruined in the fall, 
Yet loved me notwithstanding all ; 
He saved me from my lost estate. 
His loving-kindness, O how great ! 

3 Though numerous hosts of mighty foes, 
Though earth and hell my way oppose. 
He safely leads my soul along. 

His loving-kindness. O how strong ! 

4 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud. 
Has gathered thick and thundered loud, 
He near my soul has always stood, 

His loving-kindness, O how good ! 

5 Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale. 
Soon all my mortal powers must fail : 
O may my last expiring breath 

His loving-kindness sing in death. 

6 Then let me mount and soar away 
To the bright world of endless day : 
And sing, with rapture and surprise, 
His loving-kindness in the skies. 

Samuel Medley, 



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55 , 10. 10. n. ii. 

THOUGH troubles assail, and dangers affright, 
Though friends should all fail, and foes all 
unite, 

Yet one thing secures us, whatever betide, 

The promise assures us, "The Lord will provide." 

2 The birds without barn or storehouse are fed ; 
From them let us learn to trust for our bread ; 
His saints what is fitting shall ne'er be denied, 
So long as 'tis written, "The Lord will provide." 

3 When Satan appears to stop up our path, 
And fills us with fears, we triumph by faith ; 

He cannot take from us, though oft he has tried, 
The heart-cheering promise, "The Lord will provide.' 

4 He tells us we're weak — our hope is in vain, 
The good that we seek we ne'er shall obtain ; 
But when such suggestions our graces have tried, 
This answers all questions, "The Lord will provide.' 

5 No strength of our own, nor goodness we claim, 
Our trust is all thrown on Jesus's name ; 

In this our strong tower for safety we hide; 
The Lord is our power, "The Lord will provide." 

6 When life sinks apace, and death is in view, 
The word of his grace shall comfort us through ; 
Not fearing or doubting, with Christ on our side, 
We hope to die shouting, "The Lord will provide." 

John Newton. 

56 s. m. 

HOW gentle God's commands ! 
How kind his precepts are ! 
Come, cast your burdens on the Lord, 
And trust his constant care. 

2 Beneath his watchful eye 

His saints securely dwell ; 
That hand which bears all nature up 

Shall guard his children well. 

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3 Why should this anxious load 
Press down your weary mind? 

Haste to your heavenly Father's throne, 
And sweet refreshment find. 

4 His goodness stands approved. 
Unchanged from day to day: 

I'll drop my burden at his feet. 
And bear a song away. 

Philip Doddridge. 



The Son 



Incarnation and Birth 
57 S. 7. D. 

ANGELS, from the realms of glory, 
Wing your flight o'er all the earth ; 
Ye who sang creation's story. 
Now proclaim Messiah's birth : 
Come and worship. 
Worship Christ, the new-born King. 

2 Shepherds, in the field abiding. 
Watching o'er your flocks by night, 

God with man is now residing : 
Yonder shines the infant light : 
Come and worship, 
Worship Christ, the new-born King. 

3 Sages, leave your contemplations, 
Brighter visions beam afar : 

Seek the great Desire of nations : 
Ye have seen his natal star : 
Come and worship. 
Worship Christ, the new-born King. 

4 Saints, before the altar bending, 
Watching long in hope and fear, 

Suddenly the Lord, descending, 
In his temple shall appear : 
Come and worship, 
Worship Christ, the new-born King. 

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5 Sinners, wrung with true repentance, 
Doomed for guilt to endless pains, 

Justice now revokes the sentence, 
Mercy calls you — break your chains : 
Come and worship, 

Worship Christ, the new-born King. 

James Montgomery. 

58 7.D. 

HARK ! the herald angels sing, 
Glory to the new-born King ; 
Peace on earth, and mercy mild ; 
God and sinners reconciled. 
Joyful, all ye nations, rise — 
Join the triumphs of the skies ; 
With angelic hosts proclaim, 
Christ is born in Bethlehem. 

2 Christ, by highest heaven adored, 
Christ, the everlasting Lord ; 
Veiled in flesh the Godhead see ; 
Hail, incarnate Deity ! 

Mild he lays his glory by, 
Born that man no more may die; 
Born to raise the sons of earth. 
Born to give them second birth. 

3 Hail the heaven-born Prince of Peace ! 
Hail the Sun of righteousness ! 

Light and life to all he brings, 
Risen with healing in his wings. 
Come. Desire of nations, come ! 
Fix in us thy humble home ; 
Second Adam from above, 

Reinstate US in thy love. Charles Wesley. 

59 c. Mi 

HARK, the glad sound ! the Savior comes, 
The Savior, promised long ; 
Let every heart prepare a throne, 
And every voice a song. 

2 He comes, the prisoner to release, 

In Satan's bondage held; 
The gates of brass before him burst, 

The iron fetters yield. 

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3 He comes, from thickest films of vice 
To clear the mental ray, 

And on the eyes oppressed with night 
To pour celestial day. 

4 He comes, the broken heart to bind, 
The wounded soul to cure, 

And, with the treasures of his grace, 
To enrich the humble poor. 

5 Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace, 
Thy welcome shall proclaim, 

And heaven's eternal arches ring 
With thy beloved name. 

Philip Doddridge. 

60 p. m. 

THERE'S a song in the air ! 
There's a star in the sky ! 
There's a mother's deep prayer, 

And a baby's low cry ! 
And the star rains its fire while the beautiful sing, 
For the manger of Bethlehem cradles a King ! 

2 There's a tumult of joy 
O'er the wonderful birth, 

For the Virgin's sweet boy 
Is the Lord of the earth. 
Ay ! the star rains its fire while the beautiful sing, 
For the manger of Bethlehem cradles a King ! 

3 In the light of that star 
Lie the ages impearled ; 

And that song from afar 

Has swept over the world. 
Every hearth is aflame, and the beautiful sing 
In the homes of the nations that Jesus is King ! 

4 We rejoice in the light, 
And we echo the song 

That comes down through the night 

From the heavenly throng. 
Ay ! we shout to the lovely evangel they bring, 
And we greet in his cradle our Savior and King ! 

Josiah G. Holland. 
Copyright, 1879, 1881, by Charles Scribrier's Sons. 

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61 C. M. 

JOY to the world, the Lord is come ! 
Let earth receive her King ; 
Let every heart prepare him room, 
And heaven and nature sing. 

2 Joy to the world, the Savior reigns ! 
Let men their songs employ ; 

While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains 
Repeat the sounding joy. 

3 Xo more let sin and sorrow grow, 
Nor thorns infest the ground : 

He comes to make his blessings flow 
Far as the curse is found. 

4 He rules the world with truth and grace, 
And makes the nations prove 

The glories of his righteousness, 
And wonders of his love. 

Isaac Watts. 

62 C. M. D. 

IT came upon the midnight clear, 
That glorious song of old, 
From angels bending near the earth, 

To touch their harps of gold : 
"Peace on the earth, good-will to men 
From heaven's all-gracious King :" 
The world in solemn stillness lay 
To hear the angels sing. 

2 Still through the cloven skies they come, 
With peaceful wings unfurled ; 

And still their heavenly music floats 

O'er all the weary world : 
Above its sad and lowly plains 

They bend on hovering wing. 
And ever o'er its Babel sounds 

The blessed angels sing. 

3 But with the woes of sin and strife 
The world has suffered long ; 

Beneath the angel-strain have rolled 
Two thousand years of wrong ; 

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INCARNATION AND BIRTH 



And man, at war with man, hears not 
The love-song which they bring : 

O hush the noise, ye men of strife, 
And hear the angels sing. 

4 And ye, beneath life's crushing load 
Whose forms are bending low, 

Who toil along the climbing way, 

With painful steps and slow — 
Look now ; for glad and golden hours 

Come swiftly on the wing : 
O rest beside the weary road. 

And hear the angels sing. 

5 For, lo, the days are hastening on 
By prophet bards foretold, 

When with the ever-circling years 

Comes round the age of gold: 
When Peace shall over all the earth 

Its ancient splendors fling, 
And the whole world give back the song 

Which now the angels sing. 

Edmund H. Sears. 



63 cm. 

MORTALS, awake, with angels join 
And chant the solemn lay ; 
Joy, love and gratitude combine. 
To hail the auspicious day. 

2 In heaven the rapturous song began, 
And sweet seraphic fire 

Through all the shining legions ran, 
And did the notes inspire. 

3 Swift through the vast expanse it flew, 
And loud the echo rolled ; 

The theme, the. song, the joy was new, 
Twas more than heaven could hold. 

4 With joy the chorus we repeat, 
"Glory to God on high I" 

Good-will and peace are now complete, 
Jesus was born to die. 



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5 Hail, Prince of Life, forever hail ! 

Redeemer. Brother, Friend ! 
Though earth and time and life shall fail, 

Thy praise shall never end. 

Samuel Medley. 

64 8.7. 

HARK ! what mean those holy voices, 
Sweetly sounding through the skies? 
Lo ! the angelic host rejoices : 
Heavenly hallelujahs rise. 

2 Listen to the wondrous story. 
Which they chant in hymns of joy : 

Glory in the highest, glory. 
Glory be to God most high ! 

3 Peace on earth, good-will from heaven, 
Reaching far as man is found : 

Souls redeemed and sins forgiven ! 
Loud our golden harps shall sound. 

4 Christ is born, the great Anointed ; 
Heaven and earth his praises sing; 

O receive whom God appointed, 
For your Prophet, Priest and King. 

5 Hasten, mortals, to adore him ; 
Learn his name and taste his joy ; 

Till in heaven ye sing before him, 

Glory be to God most high. j. Cawood. 

65 L. M. 

HEX, marshaled on the nightly plain. 
The glittering host bestud the sky. 
One star alone of all the train 

Can fix the sinner's wandering eye. 

2 Hark ! hark ! to God the chorus breaks, 
From every host, from every gem : 

But one alone the Savior speaks, 
It is the Star of Bethlehem. 

3 Once on the raging seas I rode. 

The storm was loud, the night was dark, 
The ocean yawned, and rudely bio wed 
The wind that tossed my foundering bark. 



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4 Deep horror then my vitals froze ; 
Death-struck, I ceased the tide to stein ; 

When suddenly a star arose, 
It was the Star of Bethlehem. 

5 It was my guide, my light, my all, 
It bade my dark forebodings cease ; 

And, through the storm and danger's thrall 
It led me to the port of peace. 

6 Now safely moored, my perils o'er, 
I'll sing, first in night's diadem. 

Forever, and forevermore, 

The Star, the Star of Bethlehem. 

Henry Kirke White. 

66 ii. io. 

BRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the morning, 
Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid ; 
Star of the East, the horizon adorning, 
Guide where the infant Redeemer is laid. 

2 Cold, on his cradle, the dewdrops are shining ; 
Low lies his bed with the beasts of the stall ; 

Angels adore him, in slumber reclining, 
Maker and Monarch and Savior of all. 

3 Say, shall we yield him, in costly devotion, 
Odors of Eden, and offerings divine? 

Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean, 
Myrrh from the forest, and gold from the mine? 

4 Vainly we offer each ample oblation ; 
Vainly with gifts would his favor secure ; 

Richer by far is the heart's adoration ; 

Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor. 

Reginald Heber. 

67 p.m. 

LITTLE town of Bethlehem, 
How still we see thee lie ! 
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep 

The silent stars go by ; 
Tet in thy dark streets shineth 

The everlasting light ; 
The hopes and fears of all the years 
Are met in thee to-night. 

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2 For Christ is born of Mary. 
And. gathered all above, 

While mortals sleep, the angels keep 
Their watch of wondering love. 

O morning stars, together 
Proclaim the holy birth ! 

And i3raises sing to God the King. 
And peace to men on earth. 

3 How silently, how silently. 
The wondrous gift is given ! 

So God imparts to human hearts 

The blessings of his heaven. 
No ear may hear his coming. 

But in this world of sin. 
Where meek souls will receive him still. 

The dear Christ enters in. 

4 O holy Child of Bethlehem ! 
Descend to us. we pray ; 

Cast out our sin. and enter in : 

Be born in us to-day. 
We hear the Christmas angels 

The great glad tidings tell : 
O come to us. abide with us. 

Our Lord Emmanuel 1 

Phillips Brooks, 
Life, Character, Ministry 

68 cm, 

THOU art the Way : to thee alone 
From sin and death we flee : 
And he who would the Father seek. 
Must seek him. Lord, by thee. 

2 Thou art the Truth: thy word alone 
True wisdom can impart : 

Thou only canst inform the mind. 
And purify the heart. 

3 Thou art the Life: the rending tomb 
Proclaims thy conquering arm : 

And those who put their trust in thee. 
Nor death nor hell shall harm. 



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4 Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life ; 

Graut us that way to know, 
That truth to keep, that life to win. 

Whose joys eternal flow. 

George W. Doane, 

69 c. m. 

HOW sweet the name of Jesus sounds 
In a believer's ear ; 
It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, 
And drives away his fear. 

2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, 
And calms the troubled breast ; 

'Tis manna to the hungry soul, 
And to the weary, rest. 

3 Dear Name, the rock on which I build, 
My shield and hiding-place; 

My never-failing treasure, filled 
With boundless stores of grace. 

4 Jesus, my Shepherd. Savior, Friend, 
My Prophet. Priest and King, 

My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End. 
Accept the praise I bring. 

5 Weak is the effort of my heart, 
And cold my warmest thought : 

But when I see thee as thou art, 
I'll praise thee as I ought. 

6 I would thy boundless love proclaim 
With every fleeting breath ; 

So shall the music of thy name 

Refresh my soul in death. John Newton. 

70 L.M. 

HOW sweetly flowed the gospel's sound 
From lips of gentleness and grace. 
While listening thousands gathered round, 
And joy and reverence filled the place. 

2 From heaven he came, of heaven he spoke, 
To heaven he led his followers' way : 

Dark clouds of gloomy night he broke, 
Unveiling an immortal day. 

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3 Coine, wanderers, to my Father's home; 
Come, all ye weary ones, and rest. 

Yes, sacred Teacher ! we will come, 
Obey, and be forever blest. 

4 Decay, then, tenements of dust ! 
Pillars of earthly pride, decay ! 

A nobler mansion waits the just. 
And Jesus has prepared the way. 



JESUS, we look to thee, 
Thy promised presence claim ; 
Thou in the midst of us shalt be, 
Assembled in thy name. 

2 Thy name salvation is, 
Which here we come to prove : 

Thy name is life and health and peace 
And everlasting love. 

3 Not in the name of pride 
Or selfishness we meet : 

From nature's paths we turn aside, 
And worldly thoughts forget. 

4 We meet the grace to take. 
Which thou hast freely given : 

We meet on earth for thy dear sake, 
That we may meet in heaven. 

5 Present we know thou art. 
But O. thyself reveal ! 

Now. Lord, let every bounding heart 
The mighty comfort feel. 

6 O may thy quickening voice 
The death of sin remove : 

And bid our inmost souls rejoice. 

In hope Of perfect love. Charles Wesley. 



COULD I speak the matchless worth, 
O could I sound the glories forth. 
Which in my Savior shine. 
I'd soar and touch the heavenly strings, 
And vie with Gabriel while he sings 
In notes almost divine. 



71 




72 



S. S. 6. 



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2 I'd sing the precious blood he spilt. 
My ransom from the dreadful guilt 

Of sin and wrath divine : 
I'd sing his glorious righteousness. 
In which all-perfect, heavenly dress 

My soul shall ever shine. 

3 I'd sing the characters he bears. 
And all the forms of love he wears, 

Exalted on his throne ; 
In loftiest songs of sweetest praise. 
I would to everlasting clays 

Make all his glories known. 

4 Well, the delightful day will come 
When my dear Lord will bring me home. 

And I shall see his face : 
Then with my Savior. Brother. Friend. 
A blest eternity I'll spend. 

Triumphant in his grace. 

Samuel Medley. 

73 elm. 

JOIX all the glorious names 
Of wisdom, love and power. 
That ever mortals knew. 
Or angels ever bore : 
All are too mean to speak his worth. 
Too mean to set the Savior forth. 

2 Great Prophet of our God. 

Our tongues shall bless thy name ; 
By thee the joyful news 

Of our salvation came : 
The joyful news of sins forgiven. 
Of hell subdued, and peace with heaven. 

3 Jesus, our great High Priest. 
Has shed his blood and died ; 

The guilty conscience needs 
Xo sacrifice beside : 
His precious blood did once atone. 
And now it pleads before the throne. 

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THE SOX 



4 O thou almighty Lord, 

Our Conqueror and King, 
Thy scepter and thy sword, 
Thy reigning grace we sing : 
Thine is the power ; behold we sit 
In willing bonds beneath thy feet. 

Isaac Watts. 



74 s. m. 

AWAKE, and sing the song 
Of Moses and the Lamb ; 
Wake, every heart and every tongue, 
To praise the Savior's name. 

2 Sing of his dying love ; 
Sing of his rising power ; 

Sing how he intercedes above 
For those whose sins he bore. 

3 Ye pilgrims, on the road 
To Zion's city, sing ; 

Rejoice ye in the Lamb of God, 
In Christ, the eternal King. 

4 Soon shall we hear him say, 
"Ye blessed children, come ;" 

Soon will he call us hence away, 
To our eternal home. 

5 There shall each raptured tongue 
His endless praise proclaim ; 

And sweeter voices tune the song 
Of Moses and the Lamb. 

William Hammond. 



75 10.10.11. VL 

YE servants of God, your Master proclaim, 
And publish abroad his wonderful name ; 
The name all-victorious of Jesus extol ; 
His kingdom is glorious; he rules over all. 

2 God ruleth on high, almighty to save ; 
And still he is nigh ; his presence we have : 
The great congregation his triumph shall sing, 
Ascribing salvation to Jesus our King. 



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3 "Salvation to God, who sits on the throne ;" 
Let all cry aloud, and honor the Son : 

The praises of Jesus the angels proclaim, 

Fall down on their faces, and worship the Lamb. 

4 Then let us adore, and give him his right, 
All glory and power, all wisdom and might, 
All honor and blessing, with angels above, 
And thanks never ceasing, for infinite love. 

Charles Wesley. 



Humiliation and Death 

76 L.M. 

OTHOU whose offering on the tree 
The legal offerings all foreshowed, 
Borrowed their whole effect from thee, 
And drew their virtue from thy blood : 

2 The blood of goats and bullocks slain, 
Could never for one sin atone : 

To purge the guilty offerer's stain, 
Thine was the work, and thine alone. 

3 These feeble types and shadows old, 
Are all in thee, the Truth, fulfilled : 

We in thy sacrifice behold 

The substance of those rites revealed. 

4 Thy meritorious sufferings past, 
We see by faith to us brought back ; 

And, on thy grand oblation cast. 
Its saving benefits partake. 

Charles Wesley. 



77 7. 6. D. 

SACRED Head, now wounded. 
With grief and shame weighed down, 
Now scornfully surrounded 

With thorns, thine only crown ; 
O sacred Head, what glory, 

What bliss, till now was thine ! 
Yet, though despised and gory, 
I joy to call thee mine. 

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2 What thou, my Lord, hast suffered 
Was all for sinners' gain ; 

Mine, mine was the transgression, 

But thine the deadly pain : 
Lo, here I fall, my Savior ! 

'Tis I deserved thy place ; 
Look on me with thy favor, 

Vouchsafe to me thy grace. 

3 What language shall I borrow, 
To thank thee, dearest Friend, 

For this, thy dying sorrow, 

Thy pity without end? 
Lord, make me thine forever, 

Nor let me faithless prove; 
Oh, let me never, never, 

Abuse such dying love. 

4 Be near when I am dying, 
Oh, show thy cross to me ! 

And for my succor flying, 

Come, Lord, and set me free : 
These eyes, new faith receiving, 

From Jesus shall not move, 
For he who dies believing, 

Dies safely — through thy love. 

Bernard of Clairvaux, tr. by James W. Alexander. 



78 cm. 

BEHOLD the Savior of mankind 
Nailed to the shameful tree: 
How vast the love that him inclined 
To bleed and die for thee ! 

2 Hark ! how he groans while nature shakes, 
And earth's strong pillars bend : 

The temple's veil in sunder breaks, 
The solid marbles rend. 

3 'Tis done ! the precious ransom's paid ! 
Receive my soul ! he cries : 

See where he bows his sacred head ; 
He bows his head, and dies. 



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4 But soon he'll break death's envious chain, 

And in full glory shine : 
O Lamb of God, was ever pain, 

Was ever love like thine? 

Samuel Wesley, Sr. 

79 cm. 

PLL'XGED in a gulf of dark despair, 
We wretched sinners lay, 
Without one cheering beam of hope, 
Or spark of glimmering day. 

2 With pitying eyes the Prince of Peace 
Beheld our helpless grief ; 

He saw, and, oh, amazing love ! 
He flew to our relief. 

3 Down from the shining seats above, 
With joyful haste he fled; 

Entered the grave in mortal flesh, 
And dwelt among the dead. 

4 O for this love let rocks and hills 
Their lasting silence break ; 

And all harmonious human tongues 
The Savior's praises speak. 

5 Angels, assist our mighty joys. 
Strike all your harps of gold : 

But when you raise your highest notes, 

His love can ne'er be told. Isaac Watts. 

80 L. M. 

'HTIS midnight; and on Olive's brow 
1 The star is dimmed that lately shone : 

'Tis midnight ; in the garden, now, 
The suffering Savior prays alone. 

2 'Tis midnight, and from all removed, 
The Savior wrestles lone with fears ; 

E'en that disciple whom he loved 
Heeds not his Master's grief and tears. 

3 'Tis midnight ; and for others' guilt 
The Man of Sorrows weeps in blood ; 

Yet he that hath in anguish knelt 
Is not forsaken by his God. 

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4 'Tis midnight ; and from ether-plains 
Is borne the song that angels know ; 

Unheard by mortals are the strains 
That sweetly soothe the Savior's woe. 

William B. Tappan. 

81 L. M. 6 1. 

OLOVE divine, what hast thou done ! 
The incarnate God hath died for me ! 
The Father's co-eternal Son 

Bore all my sins upon the tree ! 
The Son of God for me hath died : 
My Lord, my Love, is crucified. 

2 Behold him, all ye that pass by, 

The bleeding Prince of life and peace ! 
Come, sinners, see your Savior die, 

And say, Was ever grief like his? 
Come, feel with me his blood applied : 
My Lord, my Love, is crucified : 

3 Is crucified for me and you, 

To bring us rebels back to God: 
Believe, believe the record true, 

Ye all are bought with Jesus' blood ; 
Pardon for all flows from his side : 
My Lord, my Love, is crucified. 

4 Then let us sit beneath his cross, 
And gladly catch the healing stream ; 

All things for him account but loss, 

And give up all our hearts to him ; 
Of nothing think or speak beside : 
My Lord, my Love, is crucified. 

Charles Wesley. 

82 8.7.4. 

HARK ! the voice of love and mercy 
Sounds aloud from Calvary ; 
See ! it rends the rocks asunder, 
Shakes the earth and veils the sky; 

"It is finished :" \ 
Hear the dying Savior cry. 

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AND DEATH 



2 It is finished ! O what pleasure 
Do these precious words afford ! 

Heavenly blessings, without measure, 
Flow to us from Christ the Lord. 

It is finished : 
Saints, the dying words record. 

3 Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs ; 
Join to sing the pleasing theme ; 

All on earth, and all in heaven, 
Join to praise Immanuel's name; 

It is finished : 
Glory to the bleeding Lamb. 

Jonathan Evans. 



83 s.m. 

NOT all the blood of beasts, 
On Jewish altars slain, 
Could give the guilty conscience peace, 
Or wash away our stain. 

2 But Christ, the heavenly Lamb, 
Takes all our sins away ; 

A Sacrifice of nobler name, 
And richer blood than they. 

3 Believing, we rejoice 

To feel the curse remove ; 
We bless the Lamb, with cheerful voice, 
And trust his bleeding love. 

Isaac Watts. 



84 8. 8. 8. 7. 

T LOVE the holy Son of God, 

1 Who once this vale of sorrow trod, 
And bore our sins, a dreadful load. 

On Calvary's sacred mountain : 
There on the cross he mournful hung, 
The sport of many an impious tongue, 
While pains immense his nature wrung, 

And streamed life's crimson fountain. 

2 Ne'er was, nor shall be such distress, 
Nor such amazing proof as this, 

Of mercy, love and tenderness, 
By our Redeemer given : 

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Xot one, among the hosts above, 
Can comprehend the matchless love 
Which did within his bosom move, 
And bring him down from heaven. 

3 How ardent ought my love to be 
For him who did so much for me ! 
My service constant, faithful, free, 

And all my powers employing : 

1 should his cross with pleasure bear, 
And place my all of glory there, 

In his reproach most gladly share, 
In tribulation joying. 

4 And never shall it be concealed, 
He hath himself in me revealed ; 
For all my sins a pardon sealed ; 

I feel his blessed favor : 
In him I do and will rejoice ; 
I'll praise him with a cheerful voice, 
Until the theme my tongue employs 

In heaven above forever. 

Asa Abel, 

Resurrection 

85 L.M. 

I KNOW that my Redeemer lives ; 
What joy the blest assurance gives ! 
He lives, he lives, who once was dead ; 
He lives, my everlasting Head ! 

2 He lives, to bless me with his love ; 
He lives, to plead for me above ; 

He lives, my hungry soul to feed; 
He lives, to help in time of need. 

3 He lives, and grants me daily breath : 
He lives, and I shall conquer death : 

He lives, my mansion to prepare : 
He lives, to bring me safely there. 

4 He lives, all glory to his name : 
He lives, my Savior, still the same : 
What joy the blest assurance gives. 
I know that my Redeemer lives ! 

Samuel Medley. 

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86 L. M. D. 

HE dies ! the Friend of sinners dies ! 
Lo ! Salem's daughters weep around ; 
A solemn darkness veils the skies, 

A sudden trembling shakes the ground : 
Come, saints, and drop a tear or two 

For him who groaned beneath your load ; 
He shed a thousand drops for you, 
A thousand drops of richer blood. 

2 Here's love and grief beyond degree : 
The Lord of glory dies for man ! 

But, lo, what sudden joys we see ! 

Jesus, the dead, revives again ; 
The rising God forsakes the tomb ; 

In vain the tomb forbids his rise ; 
Cherubic legions guard him home 

And shout him welcome to the skies. 

3 Break off your tears, ye saints, and tell 
How high your great Deliverer reigns ; 

Sing how he spoiled the hosts of hell, 
And led the monster Death in chains : 

Say, "Live forever, wondrous King ! 
Born to redeem, and strong to save ;" 

Then ask the monster, "Where's thy sting?'* 
And, "Where's thy victory, boasting Grave?" 

Isaac Watts, alt. 



87 p.m. 

LIFT your glad voices in triumph on high, 
For Jesus hath risen and man shall not die ; 
Vain were the terrors that gathered around him. 

And short the dominion of death and the grave ; 
He burst from the fetters of darkness that bound him, 

Resplendent in glory, to live and to save : 
Loud was the chorus of angels on high, 
The Savior hath risen, and man shall not die. 

2 Glory to God, in full anthems of joy ; 
The being he gave us death cannot destroy : 
Sad were the life we may part with to-morrow, 
If tears were our birthright, and death were our 
end ; 

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THE SOX 



But Jesus hath cheered the dark valley of sorrow, 

And bade us, immortal, to heaven ascend : 
Lift then your voices in triumph on high, 
For Jesus hath risen, and man shall not die. 

H. Ware, Jr. 

88 7. 

CHRIST the Lord is risen to-day, 
Sons of men and angels say : 
Raise your joys and triumphs high ; 
Sing, ye heavens, thou earth reply. 

2 Love's redeeming work is done, 
Fought the fight, the battle won : 
Lo ! the sun's eclipse is o'er ; 

Lo ! he sets in blood no more. 

3 Tain the stone, the watch, the seal, 
Christ has burst the gates of hell : 
Death in vain forbids his rise ; 
Christ hath opened paradise. 

4 Lives again our glorious King ; 
Where, O Death, is now thy sting? 
Once he died our souls to save ; 
Where's thy victory, boasting Grave? 

5 Soar we now where Christ has led, 
Follow our exalted Head ; 

Made like him, like him we rise ; 
Ours the cross, the grave, the skies. 

Charles Wesley. 

89 p. m. 

THE Lord is risen indeed, 
Loud let his praises ring ! 
From death's dominion freed, 

Ascends the conquering King, 
At God's right hand to take his place. 
And reign supreme through everlasting days. 

2 The Lord is risen indeed, 

Risen to die no more ; 
And now in heaven doth plead 

For those whose sins he bore 
In dreadful anguish on the tree, 
From sin and death to set his people free. 

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3 The Lord is risen indeed. 
Conqueror of death and hell ; 

He lives, the woman's Seed, 

The King invisible : 
He lives to bruise the serpent's head. 
And raise his ransomed people from the dead. 

4 The Lord is risen indeed. 
Entered the courts on high, 

To win for man the meed 

Of immortality : 
And soon to earth will he descend. 
The cruel reign of sin and death to end. 

5 The Lord is risen indeed, 
Dawn of that glorious day. 

When, from its groaning freed, 

Nature itself shall be 
Rid of the curse, and glorified 
With Christ the Lord, and with his chosen bride. 

6 The Lord is risen indeed, 
All hail Immanuel's name ! 

The sacramental deed 

Let earth and heaven proclaim : 
Thy coming speed, thou conquering King, 
To earth redeemed thy heavenly kingdom bring. 

Wilson T. Hogue. 



90 8.7.4. 

COME, ye saints, look here and wonder ; 
See the place where Jesus lay : 
He has burst his bands asunder ; 
He has borne our sins away; 

Joyful tidings ! 
Yes, the Lord has risen to-day. 

2 Jesus triumphs ! sing ye praises ; 

By his death he overcame : 
Thus the Lord his glory raises. 

Thus he fills his foes with shame : 
Sing ye praises ! 

Praises to the Victor's name. 



55 



THE SOX 



3 Jesus triumphs ! countless legions 
Come from heaven to meet their King ; 

Soon, in yonder blessed regions, 
They shall join his praise to sing : 

Songs eternal 
Shall through heaven's high arches ring. 

Thomas Kelly. 

91 

LOW in the grave he lay — 
Jesus, my Savior ! 
Waiting the coming day — 
Jesus, my Lord ! 

Chorus 

Up from the grave he arose, 

With a mighty triumph o'er his foes ; 

He arose a victor from the dark domain, 

And he lives forever with his saints to reign ; 

He arose ! he arose ! 

Hallelujah ! Christ arose ! 

2 Vainly they watch his bed — 
Jesus, my Savior ! 

Vainly they seal the dead — 
Jesus, my Lord! 

3 Death cannot keep his prey — 
Jesus, my Savior ! 

He tore the bars away — 

JeSUS. my Lord ! Robert Lowry. 

Copyright, 1902, by Mary Runyon Lowry. Renewal. 



Ascension and Intercession 

92 cm. 

ALL hail the power of Jesus' name ! 
Let angels prostrate fall ; 
Bring forth the royal diadem, 
And crown him Lord of all. 

2 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, 

Ye ransomed from the fall, 
Hail him who saves you by his grace, 

And crown him Lord of all. 



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3 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget 
The wormwood and the gall, 

Go, spread your trophies at his feet, 
And crown him Lord of all. 

4 Let every kindred, every tribe. 
Qn this terrestrial ball, 

To him all majesty ascribe, 
And crown him Lord of all. 

5 O that with yonder sacred throng 
We at his feet may fall ; 

We'll join the everlasting song, 
And crown him Lord of all. 

Edward Perronet, alt. 

93 L.M. 

JESUS, my Advocate above, 
My Friend before the throne of love, 
If now for me prevails thy prayer, 
If now I find thee pleading there, 

2 If thou the secret wish convey, 
And sweetly prompt my heart to pray, 
Hear, and my weak petitions join, 
Almighty Advocate, to thine. 

3 Jesus, my heart's desire obtain ; 
My earnest suit present and gain ; 
My fulness of corruption show ; 
The knowledge of myself bestow. 

4 Save me from death ; from hell set free ; 
Death, hell, are but the want of thee : 

My life, my only heaven thou art ; 
O might I feel thee in my heart. 

Charles Wesley. 

94 8. 7. D. 

HAIL, thou once despised Jesus ! 
Hail, thou Galilean King ! 
Thou didst suffer to release us ; 

Thou didst free salvation bring. 
Hail, thou agonizing Savior, 

Bearer of our sin and shame ! 
By thy merits we find favor; 
Life is given through thy name. 

57 



THE SON 



2 Paschal Lamb, by God appointed, 
All our sins. on thee were laid ; 

By almighty love anointed. 

Thou hast full atonement made. 
All thy people are forgiven, 

Through the virtue of thy blood ; 
Opened is the gate of heaven : 

Peace is made 'twixt man and God. 

3 Jesus, hail ! enthroned in glory, 
There forever to abide ; 

All the heavenly hosts adore thee, 

Seated at thy Father's side : 
There for sinners thou art pleading : 

There thou dost our place prepare ; 
Ever for us interceding, 

Till in glory we appear. 

4 Worship, honor, power and blessing, 
Thou art worthy to receive : 

Loudest praises, without ceasing, 

Meet it is for us to give. 
Help, ye bright angelic spirits ; 

Bring your sweetest, noblest lays ; 
Help to sing our Savior's merits : 

Help to chant Immanuel's praise. 

John Bakewell. 



95 L. M 

JESES, thy blood and righteousness 
My beauty are, my glorious dress : 
'Midst flaming worlds, in these arrayed, 
With joy shall I lift up my head. 

2 Bold shall I stand in thy great day, 
For who aught to my charge shall lay? 
Fully absolved through these I am. 
From sin and fear, from guilt and shame. 

3 The holy, meek, unspotted Lamb, 
Who from the Father's bosom came, 
Who died for me, e'en me to atone, 
Now for my Lord and God I own. 



58 



ADVENT AND REIGN 



4 Lord, I believe thy precious blood, 
Which, at the mercy-seat of God, 
Forever doth for sinners plead, 

For me, e'en for my soul, was shed. 

5 Lord, I believe were sinners more 
Than sands upon the ocean shore, 
Thou hast for all a ransom paid, 
For all a full atonement made. 

Nicolaus L. Zinzendorf, tr, by John Wesley. 
Advent and Reign 

96 cm. 

THE head that once was crowned with thorns 
Is crowned with glory now ; 
A royal diadem adorns 
The mighty Victor's brow. 

2 The highest place that heaven affords 
Is to our Jesus given : 

The King of kings and Lord of lords, 
He reigns o'er earth and heaven. 

3 The joy of all who dwell above, 
The joy of all below 

To whom he manifests his love, 
And grants his name to know. 

4 To them the cross, with all its shame, 
With all its grace, is given ; 

Their name, an everlasting name, 
Their joy, the joy of heaven. 

5 They suffer with their Lord below, 
They reign with him above ; 

Their everlasting joy to know 

The mystery of his love. Thomas Kelly. 

97 8-7. 61. 

LOOK, ye saints, the sight is glorious, 
See the Man of sorrows now ; 
From the fight returned victorious, 
Every knee to him shall bow : 

Crown him, crown him ; 
Crowns become the Victor's brow. 

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2 Crown the Savior, angels, crown him : 
Rich the trophies Jesus brings : 

In the seat of power enthrone him, 
While the vault of heaven rings : 

Crown him, crown him ; 
Crown the Savior King of kings. 

3 Sinners in derision crowned him, 
Mocking thus the Savior's claim ; 

Saints and angels crowd around him, 
Own his title, praise his name : 

Crown him, crown him : 
Spread abroad the Victor's fame. 

4 Hark, those bursts of acclamation ! 
Hark, those loud triumphant chords ! 

Jesus takes the highest station : 
O what joy the sight affords ! 

Crown him, crown him 
King of kings and Lord of lords. 

Thomas Kelly. 



98 S.7. 61. 

LO ! HE comes with clouds descending, 
Once for favored sinners slain : 
Thousand thousand saints, attending, 
Swell the triumph of his train : 

Hallelujah ! hallelujah ! 
God appears on earth to reign. 

2 Every eye shall now behold him 
Robed in dreadful majesty; 

Those who set at naught and sold him, 
Pierced and nailed him to the tree, 

Deeply wailing, deeply wailing, 
Shall the true Messiah see. 

3 All the tokens of his passion 
Still his dazzling body bears ; 

Cause of endless exultation 
To his ransomed worshipers ; 

With what rapture, with what rapture 
Gaze we on those glorious scars! 

60 



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4 Yea, Amen ! let all adore thee, 
High on thine eternal throne ; 

Savior, take the power and glory ; 
Make thy righteous sentence known : 
Jah ! Jehovah ! Jah ! Jehovah ! 
Claim the kingdom for thine own. 



I FT up, lift up thy voice with singing. 



J-/ Dear land, with strength lift up thy voice ! 
The kingdoms of the earth are bringing 
Their treasures to thy gates — rejoice ! 

Chorus 

Arise and shine in youth immortal, 

Thy light is come, thy King appears ! 
Beyond the century's swinging portal, 

Breaks a new dawn — the thousand years! 

2 And shall his flock with strife be riven? 
Shall envious lines his church divide, 

When he, the Lord of earth and heaven, 
Stands at the door to claim his bride? 

3 Life up thy gates ! bring forth oblations ! 
One crowned with crowns, a message brings, 

His word, a sword to smite the nations : 
His name — the Christ, the King of kings. 

4 He comes ! let all the earth adore him ; 
The path his human nature trod 

Spreads to a royal realm before him. 
The Light of life, the word of God ! 

Mary A. Lathbury, 



IT MAY be at morn, when the day is awaking, 
When sunlight through darkness and shadow 
breaking, 

That Jesus will come in the fulness of glory, 
To receive from the world "his own.'' 



Charles Wesley. 



99 




100 



61 



THE SOX 



Chorus 

O Lord Jesus, how long? how long 
Ere we shout the glad song? 
Christ returneth ; Hallelujah ! 
Hallelujah ! Amen. 

2 It may be at midday, it may be at twilight, 

It may be, perchance, that the blackness of midnight 
Will burst into light in the blaze of his glory, 
When Jesus receives "his own.*' 

3 While its hosts cry Hosanna, from heaven descend- 

ing, 

With glorified saints and the angels attending, 
With grace on his brow, like a halo of glory, 
Will Jesus receive "his own." 

4 Oh, joy ! oh, delight ! should we go without dying. 
No sickness, no sadness, no dread and no crying, 
Caught up through the clouds with our Lord into 

glory, 

When Jesus receives "his own." 

H. L. Turner. 

Copyright, 1877, by James McGranahan. 1905, Renewal. 



101 H.M. 

YE VIRGIN souls, arise, 
With all the dead, awake ! 
Unto salvation wise. 

Oil in your vessels take ; 
Arising at the midnight cry, 
"Behold the heavenly Bridegroom nigh !" 

2 He comes, he comes, to call 
The nations to his bar, 

And take to glory all 
Who meet for glory are; 
Made ready for your full reward, 
Go forth with joy to meet the Lord. 

3 Go, meet him in the sky. 
Your everlasting Friend ; 

Your Head to glorify. 

With all his saints ascend : 
Ye pure in heart, obtain the grace 
To see, without a veil, his face. 

62 



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4 The everlasting doors 
Shall soon the saints receive, 

With seraphs, thrones and powers, 
In glorions joy to live : 
Far from a world of grief and sin, 
With God eternally shut in. 

5 Then let us wait to hear 

The trumpet's welcome sound; 
To see our Lord appear, 

May we be watching found ; 
And when thou dost the heavens bow, 
Be found — as, Lord, thou findest now. 

Charles Wesley. 



102 7.6.D. 

REJOICE, rejoice, believers ! 
And let your lights appear ; 
The shades of eve are thickening, 

And darker night is near ; 
The Bridegroom is advancing ; 

Each hour he draws more nigh ; 
Up ! watch and pray, nor slumber ; 
At midnight comes the cry. 

2 See that your lamps are burning, 
Your vessels filled with oil ; 

Wait calmly your deliverance 

From earthly pain and toil : 
The watchers on the mountains 

Proclaim the Bridegroom near; 
Go, meet him, as he cometh, 

With hallelujahs clear. 

3 Our hope and expectation, 
O Jesus, now appear ! 

Arise, thou Sun so looked-for, 

O'er this benighted sphere ! 
With hearts and hands uplifted, 

We plead, O Lord, to see 
The day of our redemption, 

And ever be with thee. 

Laurentius Laurenti, tr. by Sarah B. Findlater, 

63 



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103 s.d. 

ALL glory to God in the sky, 
And peace upon earth be restored ; 
O Jesus, exalted on high, 

Appear our omnipotent Lord ! 
Who, meanly in Bethlehem born. 

Didst stoop to redeem a lost race, 
Once more to thy creatures return, 
And reign in thy kingdom of grace. 

2 When thou in our flesh didst appear, 
All nature acknowledged thy birth ; 

Arose the acceptable year, 

And heaven was opened on earth : 

Receiving its Lord from above, 
The world was united to bless 

The Giver of concord and love, 
The Prince and the Author of peace. 

3 O would'st thou again be made known, 
Again in thy Spirit descend, 

And set up, in each of thine own. 

A kingdom that never shall end ! 
Thou only art able to bless. 

And make the glad nations obey, 
And bid the dire enmity cease, 

And bow the whole world to- thy sway. 

4 Come then to thy servants again. 
Who long thy appearing to know ; 

Thy quiet and peaceable reign 

In mercy establish below : 
All sorrow before thee shall fly. 

And anger and hatred be o'er ; 
And envy and malice shall die, 

And discord afflict us no more. 

Charles Wesley. 

104 S.7.D. 

LIFT your heads, ye friends of Jesus, 
Partners in his patience here : 
Christ, to all believers precious, 
Lord of lords, shall soon appear : 

Mark the tokens 
Of his heavenly kingdom near. 

64 



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2 Sun and moon are both confounded, 
Darkened into endless night, 

When, with angel-hosts surrounded, 
In his Father's glory bright, 

Beams the Savior, 
Shines the everlasting light. 

3 See the stars from heaven falling ; 
Hark, on earth the doleful cry, 

Men on rocks and mountains calling, 
While the frowning Judge draws nigh, 

Hide us, hide us, 
Rocks and mountains, from his eye ! 

4 With what different exclamation 
Shall the saints his banner see ! 

By the tokens of his passion, 
By the marks received for me, 

All discern him ; 
All with shouts cry out, " 'Tis he!" 

5 Yes, the prize shall then be given, 
We his open face shall see ; 

Love, the earnest of our heaven. 
Love, our full reward shall be ; 

Love shall crown us 
Kings through all eternity ! Charles Wesley. 

105 8. 7. D. 

VAIX are all terrestrial pleasures ; 
Mixed with dross the purest gold ; 
Seek we then for heavenly treasures, 

Treasures never waxing old. 
Let our best affections center 

On the things around the throne : 
There no thief can ever enter ; 

Moth and rust are there unknown. 

2 Earthly joys no longer please us ; 

Here would we renounce them all ; 
Seek our only rest in Jesus, 

Him our Lord and Master call. 
Faith, our Janguid spirits cheering, 

Points to brighter worlds above ; 
Bids us look for his appearing ; 

Bids us triumph in his love. 

65 



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3 May our lights be always burning, 

And our loins be girded round, 
Waiting for our Lord's returning, 

Longing for the welcome sound. 
Thus the Christian life adorning, 

Never need we be afraid, 
Should he come at night or morning, 

Early dawn, or evening shade. l. e. Ford. 

106 11.10. 

OFOR the peace that floweth as a river, 
Making life's desert places bloom and smile ; 
O for the faith to grasp heaven's bright forever, 
Amid the shadows of earth's "little while." 

2 "A little while" for patient vigil keeping, 

To face the storm and wrestle with the strong ; 

"A little while" to sow the seed with weeping, 
Then bind the sheaves and sing the harvest song. 

8 "A little while" the earthen pitcher taking, 
To wayside brooks, from far-off fountains fed ; 

Then the parched lip its thirst forever slaking 
Beside the fulness of the Fountain-head. 

4 "A little while" to keep the oil from failing. 

"A little while" faith's nickering lamp to trim ; 
And then the Bridegroom's coming footsteps hailing, 

We'll haste to meet him with the bridal hymn. 

Mrs. Jane Crewdson. 

107 L.M. 

HE COMES, he comes, the Judge severe ! 
The seventh trumpet speaks him near ; 
His lightnings flash, his thunders roll ; 
How welcome to the faithful soul ! 

2 From heaven angelic voices sound ; 
See the almighty Jesus crowned, 
Girt with omnipotence and grace ! 
And glory decks the Savior's face. 

3 Descending on his great white throne, 
He claims the kingdoms for his own ; 
The kingdoms all obey his word, 

And hail him their triumphant Lord. 

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4 Shout, all the people of the sky, 
And all the saints of the most High ; 
Our Lord, who now his right obtains, 
Forever and forever reigns. 

Charles Wesley. 

108 8.7. 61. 

SAINTS of God ! the dawn is brightening, 
Token of our coming Lord ; 
O'er the earth the field is whitening ; 

Louder rings the Master's word : 
Pray for reapers, pray for reapers 
In the harvest of the Lord. 

2 Xow, O Lord, fulfil thy pleasure, 
Breathe upon thy chosen band, 

And, with Pentecostal measure, 
Send forth reapers o'er our land ; 

Faithful reapers, faithful reapers, 
Gathering sheaves for thy right hand. 

3 Broad the shadow of our nation, 
Eager millions hither roam ; 

Lo ! they wait for thy salvation ; 

Come, Lord Jesus ! quickly come ! 
By thy Spirit, by thy Spirit 

Bring thy ransomed people home. 

4 Soon shall end the time of weeping, 
Soon the reaping time will come ; 

Heaven and earth together keeping 

God's eternal harvest-home. 
Saints and angels, saints and angels 

Shout the world's great harvest-home. 

Mary Maxwell. 



The Holy Spirit 



109 

SPREAD the tidings 'round, wherever man is 
found, 

Wherever human hearts and human woes abound ; 
Let every Christian tongue proclaim the joyful sound : 
The Comforter has come ! 

67 • 



THE HOLY SPIRIT 



Chorus 

The Comforter has come, 
The Comforter has come ! 
The Holy Ghost from heaven, 
The Father's promise given ; 
O spread the tidings 'round, 
Wherever man is found — 
The Comforter has come ! 

2 The long, long night is past, the morning breaks at 

last, 

And hushed the dreadful wail and fury of the blast, 
As o'er the golden hills the day advances fast ! 
The Comforter has come ! 

3 Lo, the great King of kings, with healing in his 

wings, 

To every captive soul a full deliverance brings ; 
And through the vacant cells the song of triumph 
rings : 

The Comforter has come ! 

4 O boundless love divine ! how shall this tongue of 

mine 

To wondering mortals tell the matchless love divine — 
That I, a child of hell, should in his image shine ! 
The Comforter has come ! 

5 Sing, till the echoes fly above the vaulted sky, 
And all the saints above to all below reply, 

In strains of endless love the song that ne'er will die : 
The Comforter has come ! 

F, Bottome. 

Copyright, 1890, by Wm. J. Kirkpatrick. 



110 8.7. 

HOVER o'er me, Holy Spirit, 
Bathe my trembling heart and brow ; 
Fill me with thy hallowed presence ; 
Come, O come and fill me now. 

Chorus 

Fill me now, fill me now, 

Jesus, come and fill me now ; 
Fill me with thy hallowed presence ; 

Come, O come and fill me now. 

' 68 



THE HOLY SPIRIT 



2 Thou canst fill me, gracious Spirit, 
Though I can not tell thee how ; 

But I need thee, greatly need thee ; 
Come, O come and fill me now. 

3 I am weakness, full of weakness, 
At thy sacred feet I bow ; 

Blest, divine, eternal Spirit, 

Fill with power and fill me now. 

4 Cleanse and comfort, bless and save me, 
Bathe, O bathe my heart and brow ; 

Thou art comforting and saving, 

Thou art sweetly filling now. e. h. stokes. 

111 CM. 

ENTHRONED on high, almighty Lord, 
The Holy Ghost send down ; 
Fulfil in us thy faithful word, 
And all thy mercies crown. 

2 Though on our heads no tongues of fire 
Their wondrous powers impart, 

Grant, Savior, what we more desire — 
Thy Spirit in our heart. 

3 Spirit of life and light and love, 
Thy heavenly influence give; 

Quicken our souls, our guilt remove, 
That we in Christ may live. 

4 To our benighted minds reveal 
The glories of his grace, 

And bring us where no clouds conceal 
The brightness of his face. 

5 His love within us shed abroad, 
Life's ever-springing well, 

Till God in us, and we in God, 

In love eternal dwell. t. Haweis. 

112 7.D. 

HOLY Spirit, faithful Guide, 
Ever near the Christian's side ; 
Gently lead us by the hand, 
Pilgrims in a desert land ; 

60 



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Weary souls fore'er rejoice, 
While they hear that sweetest voice, 
Whispering softly, "Wanderer, come ! 
Follow me, I'll guide thee home." 

2 Ever present, truest Friend, 
Ever near thine aid to lend, 
Leave us not to doubt and fear, 
Groping on in darkness drear ; 
When the storms are raging sore, 
Hearts grow faint, and hopes give o'er, 
Whisper softly, "Wanderer, come ! 
Follow me, I'll guide thee home." 

3 When our days of toil shall cease, 
Waiting still for sweet release, 
Nothing left but heaven and prayer, 
Wondering if our names are there ; 
Wading deep the dismal flood, 
Pleading naught but Jesus' blood, 
Whisper softly, "Wanderer, come ! 
Follow me, I'll guide thee home." 

Marcus M. Wells. 

113 L.M. 

LORD, we believe to us and ours 
The apostolic promise given ; 
We wait the Pentecostal powers, 

The Holy Ghost sent down from heaven. 

2 Assembled here with one accord, 
Calmly we wait the promised grace, 

The purchase of our dying Lord ; 

Come, Holy Ghost, and fill the place. 

3 If every one that asks may find, 
If still thou dost on sinners fall, 

Come as a mighty rushing wind ; 
Great grace be now upon us all. 

4 Ah ! leave us not to mourn below, 
Or long for thy return to pine ; 

Now, Lord, the Comforter bestow, 
And fix in us the Guest divine. 

Charles Wesley. 

70 



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114 r,M. 

OCOME, Creator, Spirit blest ! 
Within these souls of thine to rest ; 
Come, with thy grace and heavenly aid, 
To fill the hearts which thou hast made. 



2 Come, Holy Spirit, now descend ! 
Most blessed gift which God can send ; 
Thou Fire of love, and Fount of life ! 
Consume our sins and calm our strife. 



3 With patience firm and purpose high, 
The weakness of our flesh supply ; 
Kindle our senses from above, 
And make our hearts o'erflow with love. 



4 Far from us drive the foe we dread, 
And grant us thy true peace instead ; 
So shall we not, with thee to guide, 
Turn from the paths of life aside. 

Gregory the Great. 



115 





L. M. 

SPIRIT of the living God, 
In all thy plentitude of grace, 
Where'er the foot of man hath trod, 
Descend on our apostate race. 

2 Give tongues of fire, and hearts of love, 
To preach the reconciling word ; 

Give power and unction from above, 
Where'er the joyful sound is heard. 



3 Be darkness, at thy coming, light; 
Confusion — order, in thy path ; 

Souls without strength inspire with might, 
Bid mercy triumph over wrath. 

4 Baptize the nations ; far and nigh 
The triumphs of the cross record ; 

The name of Jesus glorify, 

Till every kindred call him Lord. 

James Montgomery. 



71 



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116 L. M. 

OFOR that flame of living fire, 
Which shone so bright in saints of old ; 
Which bade their souls to heaven aspire, 
Calm in distress, in danger bold. 

2 Where is that Spirit, Lord, which dwelt 

In Abraham's breast, and sealed him thine? 
Which made Paul's heart with sorrow melt, 
And glow with energy divine? 

3 That Spirit which from age to age 
Proclaimed thy love and taught thy ways? 

Brightened Isaiah's vivid page, 
And breathed in David's hallowed lays? 

4 Is not thy grace as mighty now 
As when Elijah felt its power ; 

When glory beamed from Moses' brow, 
Or Job endured the trying hour? 

5 Remember, Lord, the ancient days ; 
Renew thy work ; thy grace restore ; 

And while to thee our hearts we raise, 
On us thy Holy Spirit pour. 

William H. Bathurst. 

117 7. 

GRACIOUS Spirit, Love divine ! 
Let thy light within me shine ; 
All my guilty fears remove : 
Fill me with thy heavenly love. 

2 Speak thy pardoning grace to me ; 
Set the burdened sinner free ; 
Lead me to the Lamb of God ; 
Wash me in his precious blood. 

3 Life and peace to me impart ; 
Seal salvation on my heart ; 
Breathe thyself into my breast, 
Earnest of immortal rest. 

4 Let me never from thee stray ; 
Keep me in the narrow way; 
Fill my soul with joy divine ; 
Keep me, Lord, forever thine. 

John Stocker. 

72 



THE HOLT SPIRIT 



118 7. 

HOLY Ghost, with light divine, 
Shine upon this heart of mine ; 
Chase the shades of night away ; 
Turn my darkness into day. 

2 Holy Ghost, with power divine, 
Cleanse this guilty heart of mine ; 
Long hath sin, without control, 
Held dominion o'er my soul. 

3 Holy Ghost, with joy divine, 
Cheer this saddened heart of mine ; 
Bid my many woes depart ; 

Heal my wounded, bleeding heart. 

4 Holy Spirit, all divine, 

Dwell within this heart of mine ; 
Cast down every idol-throne ; 
Reign supreme, and reign alone. 

Andrew Reed. 



119 S.M. 

COME, Holy Spirit, come, 
With energy divine, 
And on this poor, benighted soul 
With beams of mercy shine. 

2 O melt this frozen heart ; 
This stubborn will subdue ; 

Each evil passion overcome, 
And form me all anew ! 

3 The profit will be mine, 

But thine shall be the praise ; 
And unto thee will I devote 
The remnant of my days. 

Benjamin Beddome 



120 s. m. 

LORD God, the Holy Ghost ! 
In this accepted hour, 
As on the day of Pentecost, 
Descend in all thy power. 

73 



THE HOLY SPIRIT 



2 We meet with one accord 
In our appointed place, 

And wait the promise of our Lord, 
The Spirit of all grace. 

3 Like mighty rushing wind 
Upon the waves beneath, 

Move with one impulse every mind ; 
One soul, one feeling breathe. 

4 The young, the old, inspire 
With wisdom from above ; 

And give us hearts and tongues of fire, 
To pray and praise and love. 

5 Spirit of light, explore, 
And chase our gloom away, 

With luster shining more and more, 
Unto the perfect day. 

6 Spirit of truth, be thou 

In life and death our guide ; 
O Spirit of adoption, now 
May we be sanctified. 

James Montgomery. 

121 6. 6. 6. 4 

COME, Holy Ghost, in love, 
Descend, celestial Dove ; 
Shed on us from above, 
Thine own bright ray : 
Divinely good thou art ; 
Thy sacred gifts impart 
To gladden each sad heart ; 
O come to-day. 

2 Come, tenderest Friend, and best, 
Our most delightful Guest, 
Grant to us peace and rest, 

With soothing power : 
Rest, which the weary know; 
Shade, 'mid the noontide glow ; 
Peace, when deep griefs o'erflow ; 

Cheer us, this hour. 

74 



THE HOLY SPIRIT 



3 Come, Light serene, and still 
Our inmost bosoms fill ; 
Make us to know thy will ; 

Dwell in each breast : 
We know no dawn but thine ; 
Send forth thy beams divine, 
On our dark souls to shine, 

And make us blest. 

4 Come, all the faithful bless ; 
Dressed in his righteousness, 
Let all who Christ confess, 

His praise employ : 
Give virtue's rich reward ; 
Victorious death accord, 
And, with our glorious Lord, 

Eternal joy. 

Robert II., King- of France, tr. by R. Palmer, 

122 H.M. 

SINNERS, lift up your hearts, 
The promise to receive ; 
Jesus himself imparts ; 
He comes in man to live : 
The Holy Ghost to man is given ; 
Rejoice in God sent down from heaven. 

2 Jesus is glorified, 

And gives the Comforter, 
His Spirit, to reside 

In all his members here : 
The Holy Ghost to man is given ; 
Rejoice in God sent down from heaven. 

3 To make an end of sin, 
And Satan's works destroy, 

He brings his kingdom in, 

Peace, righteousness and joy : 
The Holy Ghost to man is given ; 
Rejoice in God sent down from heaven. 

4 From heaven he shall once more 
Triumphantly descend, 

And all his saints restore 
To joys that never end: 
Then, then, when all our joys are given, 
Rejoice in God, rejoice in heaven. 

Charles Wesley. 

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123 8.7. 

HOLY Ghost ! dispel our sadness ; 
Pierce the clouds of nature's night ; 
Come, thou Source of joy and gladness. 
Breathe thy life, and spread thy light. 

2 From the height which knows no measure, 
As a gracious shower descend, 

Bringing down the richest treasure 
Man can wish, or God can send. 

3 Hear, O hear our supplication, 
Blessed Spirit ! God of peace ! 

Rest upon this congregation 
With the fulness of thy grace. 

4 Author of our new creation, 
May we all thine influence prove ; 

Make our souls thy habitation. 
Shed abroad the Savior's love. 

5 Source of sweetest consolation, 
Breathe thy peace on all below ; 

Bless, O bless this congregation; 
On each soul thy grace bestow. 

P. Gerhardt, alt. by Toplady. 



The Holy Scriptures 



124 c.M. 

HOW precious is the book divine, 
By inspiration given ; 
Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine, 
To guide our souls to heaven. 

2 It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts, 
In this dark vale of tears ; 

And life and light and joy imparts, 
And banishes our fears. 

3 This lamp, through all the tedious night 
Of life, shall guide our way, 

Till we behold the clearer light 
Of an eternal day. 

John Fawcett. 



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125 c. m. 

WHAT glory gilds the sacred page ! 
Majestic, like the sun ; 
It gives a light to every age ; 
It gives, but borrows none. 

2 The power that gave it still supplies 
The gracious light and heat ; 

Its truths upon the nations rise ; 
They rise, but never set. 

3 Lord, everlasting thanks be thine 
For such a bright display 

As makes a world of darkness shine 
With beams of heavenly day. 

4 Our souls rejoicingly pursue 
The steps of him we love, 

Till glory breaks upon our view, 
In brighter worlds above. 

"William Cowper. 



126 cm. 

THY law is perfect, Lord of light ; 
Thy testimonies sure ; 
The statutes of thy realm are right, 
And thy commandment pure. 

2 Let these, O God, my soul convert, 
And make thy servant wise ; 

Let these be gladness to my ears, 
The day-spring to mine eyes. 

3 By these may I be warned betimes ; • 
"Who knows the guile within? 

Lord, save me from presumptuous crimes ; 
Cleanse me from secret sin. 

4 So may the words my lips express, 
The thoughts that throng my mind. 

O Lord, my strength and righteousness, 
With thee acceptance find. 

James Montgomery, 



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127 



C. M. 



COME, Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire ; 
Let us thine influence prove ; 
Source of the old prophetic fire ; 
Fountain of life and love. 

2 Come, Holy Ghost, for moved by thee 
The prophets wrote and spoke ; 

Unlock the truth, thyself the key ; 
Unseal the sacred book. 

3 Expand thy wings, Celestial Dove ; 
Brood o'er our nature's night ; 

On our disordered spirits move, 
And let there now be light. 

4 God, through himself, we then shall know, 
If thou within us shine ; 

And sound, with all thy saints below, 

The depths Of love divine. Charles Wesley. 



FATHER of all, in whom alone 
We live and move and breathe : 
One bright, celestial ray dart down, 
And cheer thy sons beneath. 

2 While in thy word we search for thee, — 
We search with trembling awe, — 

Open our eyes and let us see 
The wonders of thy law. 

3 Now let our darkness comprehend 
The light that shines so clear ; 

Now the revealing Spirit send, 
And give us ears to hear. 

4 Before us make thy goodness pass, 
Which here by faith we know ; 

Let us in Jesus see thy face, 

And die to all below. Charles Wesley. 



128 



C. M. 



129 



7. 6. D. 



O Truth unchanged, unchanging, 



OWORD of God incarnate, 
O Wisdom from on high, 



O Light of our dark sky ! 



7S 



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We praise thee for the radiance 

That from the hallowed page, 
A lantern to our footsteps, 

Shines on from age to age. 

2 The Church from her dear Master 
Received the gift divine, 

And still that light she lifteth 

O'er all the earth to shine. 
It is the golden casket 

Where gems of truth are stored ; 
It is the heaven-drawn picture 

Of Christ the living Word. 

3 O make thy Church, dear Savior, 
A lamp of burnished gold, 

To bear before the nations 

Thy true light as of old ; 
O teach thy wandering pilgrims 

By this their path to trace, 
Till, clouds and darkness ended, 

They see thee face to face. 

William W. How. 



130 l.: 

NOW let my soul, eternal King. 
To thee its grateful tribute bring ; 
My knee, with humble homage, bow ; 
My tongue perform its solemn vow. 

2 All nature sings thy boundless love, 
In worlds below, and worlds above ; 
But in thy blessed word I trace 
Diviner wonders of thy grace. 

3 There, what delightful truths I read ! 
There, I behold the Savior bleed : 

His name salutes my listening ear, 
Revives my heart, and checks my fear. 

4 There, Jesus bids my sorrows cease, 
And gives my laboring conscience peace ; 
Raises my grateful thoughts on high, 
And points to mansions in the sky. 



THE HOLY SCRIPTURES 



5 For love like this. let ray song 
Through endless years thy praise prolong ; 
Let distant climes thy name adore. 
Till time and nature are no more. 

Ottiwell Heginbotham, 

131 L.M. 61. 

WHEN quiet in my house I sit. 
Thy book be my companion still : 
My joys thy sayings to repeat. 

Talk o'er the records of thy will. 
And search the oracles divine. 
Till every heart-felt word be mine. 

2 O may the gracious words divine. 
Subject of all my converse be : 

So will the Lord his follower join.. 

And walk and talk himself with me : 
So shall my heart his presence prove, 
And burn with everlasting love. 

3 Oft as I lay me down to rest. 
O may the reconciling word 

Sweetly compose my weary breast ; 

While on the bosom of my Lord 
I sink in blissful dreams away. 
And visions of eternal day. 

4 Rising to sing my Savior's praise. 
Thee may I publish all day long. 

And let thy precious word of grace 

Flow from my heart and fill my tongue : 
Fill all my life with purest love. 
And join me to the church above. 

Charles Wesley. 

132 L. M. 6 1. 

SPIRIT of Truth, essential God. 
Who didst thine ancient saints inspire. 
Shed in their hearts thy love abroad,. 

And touch their hallowed lips with fire : 
Our God from all eternity. 
World without end we worship thee. 

SO 



THE HOLY SCRIPTURES 



2 Still we believe, almighty Lord, 

Whose presence fills both earth and heaven, 
The meaning of the written word 

Is by thy inspiration given ; 
Thou only dost thyself explain 
The secret mind of God to man. 

3 Come, then, divine Interpreter, 
The scriptures to our hearts apply ; 

And, taught by thee, we God revere ; 

Him in three persons magnify, 
And still the triune God adore, 
Who was, and is, forevermore. 

Charles Wesley. 

133 l. M. 

THE heavens declare thy glory, Lord : 
In eveiy star thy wisdom shines ; 
But when our eyes behold thy word, 
We read thy name in fairer lines. 

2 The rolling sun, the changing light, 
And nights and days, thy power confess ; 

But the blest volume thou hast writ, 
Reveals thy justice and thy grace. 

3 Sun, moon and stars convey thy praise 
Round the whole earth, and never stand : 

So when thy truth began its race, 
It touched and glanced on every land. 

4 Xor shall thy spreading gospel rest, 

Till through the world thy truth has run ; 
Till Christ has all the nations blessed, 
That see the light or feel the sun. 

5 Great Sun of Righteousness, arise, 
Bless the dark world with heavenly light : 

Thy gospel makes the simple wise ; 

Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right. 

6 Thy noblest wonders here we view. 
In souls renewed, and sins forgiven : 

Lord, cleanse my sins, my soul renew. 
And make thy word my guide to heaven. 

Isaac Watts. 

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Institutions of Christianity 



The Church 
134 7.6.D. 

THE Church's one foundation 
Is Jesus Christ her Lord ; 
She is his new creation 

By water and the word : 
From heaven he came and sought her, 

To be his holy bride ; 
With his own blood he bought her, 
And for her life he died. 

2 Elect from every nation, 
Yet one o'er all the earth, 

Her charter of salvation, 

One Lord, one Faith, one Birth ; 

One holy name she blesses, 
Partakes one holy food, 

And to one hope she presses, 
With every grace endued. 

3 Though with a scornful wonder 

Men see her sore oppressed, 
By schisms rent asunder, 

By heresies distressed ; 
Yet saints their watch are keeping, 

Their cry goes up, "How long?" 
And soon the night of weeping 

Shall be the morn of song. 

4 'Mid toil and tribulation, 
And tumult of her war, 

She waits the consummation 

Of peace f orevermore ; 
Till with the vision glorious 

Her longing eyes are blest, 
And the great Church victorious 

Shall be the Church at rest. 

5 Yet she on earth hath union 
With God, the Three in One, 

And mystic sweet communion 
With those whose rest is won. 



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O happy ones and holy ! 

Lord, give us grace that we 
Like them, the meek and lowly, 

On high may dwell with thee. 

S. J. Stone. 



135 s.m. 

I LOVE thy kingdom, Lord, 
The house of thine abode. 
The Church our blest Redeemer saved 
With his own precious blood. 

2 I love thy Church, O God ! 
Her walls before thee stand, 

Dear as the apple of thine eye, 
And graven on thy hand. 

3 For her my tears shall fall ; 
For her my prayers ascend ; 

To her my cares and toils be given 
Till toils and cares shall end. 

4 Beyond my highest joy 

I prize her heavenly ways ; 
Her sweet communion, solemn vows, 
Her hymns of love and praise. 

5 Sure as thy truth shall last, 
To Zion shall be given 

The brightest glories earth can yield, 
And brighter bliss of heaven. 

Timothy Dwight. 



136 cm. 

DAUGHTER of Zion, from the dust 
Exalt thy fallen head ; 
Again in thy Redeemer trust ; 
He calls thee from the dead. 

2 Awake, awake, put on thy strength, 

Thy beautiful array ; 
The day of freedom dawns at length, 

The L'ord's appointed day. 

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3 Rebuild thy walls, thy bounds enlarge, 
And send thy heralds forth : 

Say to the south, 4 "Give up thy charge !" 
And, "Keep not back, O north !" 

4 They come, they come ! thine exiled bands, 
Where'er they rest or roam, 

Have heard thy voice in distant lands, 
And hasten to their home. 

5 Thus, though the universe shall burn, 
And God his works destroy, 

With songs thy ransomed shall return, 
And everlasting joy. 

James Montgomery. 

137 8.7.4. 

ZION stands with hills surrounded, 
Zion, kept by power divine : 
All her foes shall be confounded, 
Though the world in arms combine : 

Happy Zion, 
What a favored lot is thine ! 

2 Every human tie may perish ; 
Friend to friend unfaithful prove ; 

Mothers cease their own to cherish ; 
Heaven and earth at last remove — 

But no changes 
Can attend Jehovah's love. 

3 In the furnace God may prove thee, 
Thence to bring thee forth more bright, 

But can never cease to love thee ; 
Thou art precious in his sight : 

God is with thee, 
God, thine everlasting light. 

Thomas Kelly. 

138 L. M. 

GREAT Source of being and of love ! 
Thou waterest all the worlds above ; 
And all the joys which mortals know, 
From thine exhaustless fountain flow. 



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2 A sacred spring, at thy command. 
From Zion's mount, in Canaan's land, 
Beside thy temple cleaves the ground, 
And pours its limpid stream around. 

3 Close by its banks, in order fair, 
The blooming trees of life appear ; 
Their blossoms fragrant odors give, 
And on their fruit the nations live. 

4 Flow, wondrous stream ! with glory crowned, 
Flow on to earth's remotest bound ; 

And bear us, on thy gentle wave, 
To him who all thy virtues gave. 

Philip Doddridge. 



139 8. 7. D. 

GLORIOUS things of thee are spoken, 
Zion, city of our God ; 
He whose word cannot be broken, 
Formed thee for his own abode ; 
On the Rock of Ages founded, 

What can shake thy sure repose? 
With salvation's wall surrounded, 
Thou mayest smile at all thy foes. 

2 See, the streams of living waters, 
Springing from eternal love, 

Still supply thy sons and daughters, 

And all fear of want remove : 
Who can faint while such a river 

Ever flows our thirst to assuage? 
Grace, which, like the Lord, the Giver, 

Never fails from age to age. 

3 Round each habitation hovering, 
See the cloud and fire appear 

For a glory and a covering, 

Showing that the Lord is near : 
He who gives us daily manna, 

He who listens when we cry, 
Let him hear the loud Hosanna 

Rising to his throne on high. 

John Newton. 



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140 KM. 

TRIUMPHANT Zion, lift thy head 
From dust and darkness and the dead ; 
Though humbled long, awake at length, 
And gird thee with thy Savior's strength. 



2 Put all thy beauteous garments on, 
And let thy excellence be known ; 
Decked in the robes of righteousness, 
The world thy glories shall confess. 

3 No more shall foes unclean invade, 
And fill thy hallowed walls with dread ; 
No more shall hell's insulting host 
Their victory and thy sorrows boast. 

4 God from on high hath heard thy prayer, 
His hand thy ruin shall repair ; 

Nor will thy watchful Monarch cease 
To guard thee in eternal peace. 

Philip Doddridge. 



141 l.m. 

ARM of the Lord, awake, awake ! 
Thine own immortal strength put on ! 
With terror clothed, hell's kingdom shake, 
And cast thy foes with fury down. 



2 As in the ancient days appear ! 
The sacred annals speak thy fame ; 

Be now omnipotently near, 
To endless ages still the same. 

3 By death and hell pursued in vain, 
To thee the ransomed seed shall come ; 

Shouting, their heavenly Zion gain, 
And pass through death triumphant home. 

4 The pain of life shall then be o'er, 
And anguish and distracting care ; 

There sighing grief shall weep no more, 
And sin shall never enter there. 

Charles Wesley. 

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142 L.M. 

JESUS, from whom all blessings flow, 
Great Builder of thy Church below : 
If now thy Spirit move my breast, 
Hear, and fulfil thine own request. 

2 The few that truly call thee Lord, 
And wait thy sanctifying word, 
And thee their utmost Savior own : 
Unite and perfect them in one. 

3 O let them all thy mind express, 
Stand forth thy chosen witnesses ; 
Thy power unto salvation show ! 
And perfect holiness below. 

4 In them let all mankind behold 
How Christians lived in days of old ; 
Mighty their envious foes to move, 
A proverb of reproach and love. 

5 Call them into thy wondrous light, 
Worthy to walk with thee in white : 
Make up thy jewels, Lord, and show 
Thy glorious, spotless Church below. 

6 From every sinful wrinkle free, 
Redeemed from all iniquity. 

The fellowship of saints make known, 
And, O my God, may I be one ! 

Charles Wesley. 



The Ministry 

143 cm. 

LET Zion's watchmen all awake, 
And take the alarm they give ; 
Now let them from the mouth of God 
Their awful charge receive. 

2 'Tis not a cause of small import, 

The pastor's care demands ; 
But what might fill an angel's heart, 

And filled a Savior's hands. 



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3 They watch for souls for which the Lord 
Did heavenly bliss forego ; 

For souls, which must forever live 
In raptures, or in woe. 

4 May they in Jesus, whom they preach. 
Their own Redeemer see ; 

And watch thou daily o'er their souls, 
That they may watch for thee. 

Philip Doddridge. 



JESUS, the word of mercy give, 
And let it swiftly run ; 
And let the priests themselves believe, 
And put salvation on. 

2 Ready thy promise to embrace, 
May all thy people prove 

The plenitude of gospel grace, 
The joy of perfect love. 

3 Jesus, let all thy servants shine 
Illustrious as the sun ; 

And, bright with borrowed rays divine, 
Their glorious circuit run. 

4 Beyond the reach of mortals, spread 
Their light where'er they go ; 

And heavenly influences shed 
On all the world below. 

5 As giants may they run their race, 
Exulting in their might ; 

As burning luminaries chase 
The gloom of hellish night. 

6 As the bright Sun of righteousness, 
Their healing wings display ; 

And let their luster still increase 

UntO the perfect day. Charles Wesley, 



O At eve hold not thy hand ; 
To doubt and fear give thou no heed, 
Broadcast it o'er the land. 



144 



C. M. 




S. M. 



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2 Thou knowest not which shall thrive, 
The late or early sown ; 

Grace keeps the precious germ alive, 
When and wherever strown. 

3 And duly shall appear, 

In verdure, beauty, strength, 
The tender blade, the stalk, the ear, 
And the full corn at length. 

4 Thou canst not toil in vain : 
Cold, heat, and moist and dry, 

Shall foster and mature the grain 
For garners in the sky. 

5 Then, when the glorious end, 
The day of God, shall come, 

The angel reapers shall descend, 

And heaven shout, "Harvest home!" 

James Montgomery. 



146 8.7.1). 

MEX of God, go, take your stations ; 
Darkness reigns throughout the earth ; 
Go, proclaim among the nations 
Joyful news of heavenly birth : 

Bear the tidings, bear the tidings 
Of the Savior's matchless worth. 

2 What, though earth and hell united, 
Should oppose our Savior's plan? 

Plead his cause, nor be affrighted ; 
Fear ye not the face of man : 

Vain their tumult, vain their tumult ; 
Kill his work they never can. 

3 When exposed to fearful dangers, 
Jesus will his own defend ; 

Borne afar midst foes and strangers, 
Jesus will appear your friend : 

And his presence, and his presence 
Shall be with you to the end. 

Thomas Kelly. 



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L. M. 



O The Spirit's course in me restrain? 

Or. undismayed in deed and word, 
Be a true witness of my Lord? 

2 Awed by a mortal's frown, shall I 
Conceal the word of God most high? 
How then before thee shall I dare 
To stand, or how thine anger bear? 

3 Shall I. to soothe the unholy throng, 
Soften thy truth, or smooth my tongue. 
To gain earth's gilded toys, or flee 

The cross endured, my Lord, by thee ? 

4 What then is he whose scorn I dread, 
Whose wrath or hate makes me afraid? 
A man ! an heir of death ! a slave 

To sin : a bubble on the wave ! 

5 Yea. let men rage, since thou wilt spread 
Thy shadowing wings around my head : 
Since in all pain thy tender love 

Will still my sure refreshment prove. 



O Doth all mine inmost thoughts descry ; 
Doth aught on earth my wishes raise. 
Or the world's pleasures, or its praise? 

2 The love of Christ doth me constrain 
To seek the wandering souls of men : 
With cries, entreaties, tears, to save. 
To snatch them from the gaping grave. 

3 For this let men revile my name : 
No cross I shun. I fear no shame : 
All hail, reproach, and welcome pain : 
Only thy terrors, Lord, restrain. 

4 My life, my blood. I here present, 
If for thy truth they may be spent ; 
Fulfil thy sovereign counsel, Lord : 
Thy will be done, thy name adored. 



John J. Winkler, tr, by Joan Wesley. 




L. M. 



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5 Give rue thy strength, O God of power : 
Then let winds blow, or thunders roar, 
Thy faithful witness will I be : 
'Tis fixed ; I can do all through thee. 

John J. "Winkler, tr. by John Wesley. 



149 r, m. 

DRAW near, O Son of God, draw near ; 
Us with thy flaming eye behold ; 
Still in thy Church do thou appear, 
And let our candlestick be gold. 

2 Still hold the stars in thy right hand, 
And let them in thy luster glow, 

The lights of a benighted land, 
The angels of thy Church below. 

3 Make good their apostolic boast ; 
Their high commission let them prove ; 

Be temples of the Holy Ghost, 
And filled with faith and hope and love. 

4 Give them an ear to hear thy word ; 
Thou speakest to the churches now ; 

And let all tongues confess their Lord ; 
Let every knee to Jesus bow. 

Charles Wesley. 



150 S. M. 

HOW beauteous are their feet 
Who stand on Zion's hill, 
Who bring salvation on their tongues, 
And words of peace reveal ! 

2 How charming is their voice, 
So sweet the tidings are ! 

Zion, behold thy Savior King ; 
He reigns and triumphs here. 

3 How happy are our ears, 
That hear the joyful sound, 

Which kings and prophets waited for, 
And sought, but never found ! 

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4 How blessed are our eyes, 
That see this heavenly light ! 

Prophets and kings desired it long, 
But died without the sight. 

5 The watchmen join their voice, 
And tuneful notes employ ; 

Jerusalem breaks forth in songs, 
And deserts learn the joy. 

6 The Lord makes bare his arm 
Through all the earth abroad ; 

Let every nation now behold 
Their Savior and their God. 

Isaac Watts. 



151 8. 8. 6. 

EXCEPT the Lord conduct the plan, 
The best concerted schemes are vain, 
And never can succeed : 
We spend our wretched strength for naught ; 
But if our works in thee be wrought, 
They shall be blest indeed. 

2 Lord, if thou didst thyself inspire 
Our souls with this intense desire, 

Thy goodness to proclaim ; 
Thy glory if we now intend, 
O let our deeds begin and end 

Complete in Jesus' name. 

3 In Jesus' name behold we meet, 
Far from an evil world retreat, 

And all its frantic ways ; 
One only thing resolved to know, 
And square our useful lives below, 

By reason and by grace. 

4 Now, Jesus, now thy love impart, 
To govern each devoted heart, 

And fit us for thy will ; 
Deep founded in the truth of grace, 
Build up thy rising Church, and place 

The city on the hill. 

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5 let our love and faith abound ; 
O let our lives, to all around. 

With purest luster shine ; 
That all around our works may see, 
And give the glory, Lord, to thee, 

The heavenly light divine. 

Charles Wesley. 

152 cm. 

JESUS, thou all-redeeming Lord, 
Thy blessing we implore ; 
Open the door to preach thy word, 
The great, effectual door. 

2 Gather the outcasts in, and save 
From sin and Satan's power : 

And let them now acceptance have, 
And know their gracious hour. 

3 Lover of souls ! thou knowest to prize 
What thou hast bought so dear : 

Come, then, and in thy people's eyes 
With all thy wounds appear. 

4 Appear, as when of old confessed, 
The suffering Son of God ; 

And let us see* thee in thy vest, 
But newly dipped in blood. 

5 The hardness of our hearts remove, 
Thou who for all hast died ; 

Show us the tokens of thy love, 
Thy feet, thy hands, thy side. 

6 Thy side an open fountain is, 
Where all may freely go 

And drink the living streams of bliss, 
And wash them white as snow. 

7 Ready thou art the blood to apply, 
And prove the record true ; 

And all thy wounds to sinners cry, 
- "I suffered this for you !" 

Charles Wesley. 



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153 cm. 

JESUS, the name high over all, 
In hell, or earth, or sky ; 
Angels and men before it fall, 
And devils fear and fly. 

2 Jesus, the name to sinners dear, 
The name to sinners given ; 

It scatters all their guilty fear ; 
It turns their hell to heaven. 

3 Jesus the prisoner's fetters breaks, 
And bruises Satan's head ; 

Power into strengthless souls he speaks, 
And life into the dead. 

4 O that the world might taste and see 
The riches of his grace ; 

The arms of love that compass me, 
Would all mankind embrace. 

5 His only righteousness I show, 
His saving truth proclaim : 

'Tis all my business here below. 
To cry, "Behold the Lamb !" 

6 Happy, if with my latest breath 
I may but gasp his name ;. 

Preach him to all, and cry in death, 
Behold, behold the Lamb ! 

Charles Wesley. 



Baptism 

154 c. m. 

SEE, Israel's gentle Shepherd stands 
With all-engaging charms ; 
Hark, how he calls the tender lambs, 
And folds them in his arms ! 

2 "Permit them to approach," he cries, 
"Nor scorn their humble name ; 

For 'twas to bless such souls as these 
The Lord of angels came.'' 



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3 We bring them, Lord, in thankful hands, 

And yield them up to thee ; 
Joyful that we ourselves are thine, 

Thine let our offspring be. 

Philip Doddridge. 

155 L. M. D. 

ARM these thy soldiers, mighty Lord, 
With shield of faith, and Spirit's sword ; 
Forth to the battle may they go, 
And boldly fight against the foe, 
With banner of the cross unfurled, 
And by it overcome the world ; 
And so at last receive from thee 
The palm and crown of victory. 

2 Come, ever-blessed Spirit, come, 

A.nd make thy servants' hearts thy home ; 
May each a living temple be 
Hallowed forever, Lord, to thee ; 
Enrich that temple's holy shrine 
With sevenfold gifts of grace divine : 
With wisdom, light and knowledge bless, 
Strength, counsel, fear and godliness. 

3 O Trinity in unity, 

One only God, and persons three, 

In whom, through whom, by whom we live, 

To thee we praise and glory give ; 

O grant us so to use thy grace, 

That we may see thy glorious face, 

And ever with the heavenly host 

Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost. 

Christopher Wordsworth, 

156 c. m. 

BEHOLD what condescending love 
Jesus on earth displays ! 
To babes and sucklings he extends 
The riches of his grace. 

2 He still the ancient promise keeps, 

To our forefathers given ; 
Young children in his arms he takes 

And calls them heirs of heaven. 



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3 Forbid them not, whom Jesus calls, 
Nor dare the claim resist, 

Since his own lips to us declare 
Of such will heaven consist. 

4 With flowing tears and thankful hearts, 
We give them up to thee ; 

Receive them, Lord, into thine arms ; 
Thine may they ever be. 

John Peacock and Augustus M, Toplady. 



157 s. m. 

OUR children thou dost claim, 
Lord our God, as thine : 
Ten thousand blessings to thy name, 
For goodness so divine. 

2 Thee let the fathers own, 
Thee let the sons adore ; 

Joined to the Lord in solemn vows, 
To be forgot no more. 

3 How great thy mercies. Lord ! 
How plenteous is thy grace. 

Which, in the promise of thy love, 
Includes our rising race. 

4 Our offspring, still thy care, 
Shall own their father's God ; 

To latest times thy blessings share, 
And sound thy praise abroad. 

Benjamin Williams. 



158 l. 

COME, Father, Son and Holy Ghost, 
Honor the means ordained by thee ; 
Make good our apostolic boast, 
And own thy glorious ministry. 

2 We now thy promised presence claim : 
Sent to disciple all mankind, 

Sent to baptize into thy name. 
We now thy promised presence find. 
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BAPTISM 



3 Father, in these reveal thy Son ; 

In these, for whom we seek thy face, 
The hidden mystery make known, 
The inward, pure, baptizing grace. 

4 Jesus, with us thou always art : 
Effectual make the sacred sign ; 

The gift unspeakable impart, 
And bless the ordinance divine. 

5 Eternal Spirit, from on high, 
Baptizer of our spirits thou, 

The sacramental seal apply, 

And witness with the water now. 

Charles "Wesley. 

159 7. 

JESUS, thy disciples see, 
As to-day they follow thee, 
And the solemn covenant vow 
Take upon them here and now. 

2 As its sacred sign and seal 
Xow they take, do thou reveal 
Unto each anew thy grace, 
And thy signet on them place. 

3 With thee let them buried be 
Unto death — from sin made free ; 
Quickened then, may they arise, 
Thee to follow to the skies. 

4 Risen and renewed by grace, 
Give them to behold thy face, 
Till, transformed by power divine, 
They shall in thine image shine. 

5 Clothe them with thy righteousness 
As their constant heavenly dress ; 
Stamp them with thy purity, 

And from sin e'er keep them free. 

6 Then made perfect in thy love, 
Ready here for worlds above, 
Let them all thy mind express, 
Be thy faithful witnesses. 

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7 With thy Spirit all baptize, 
That they may obtain the prize, 
Make their own election sure, 
And the crown of life secure. 

Wilson T. Hogue. 



The Lord's Supper 
160 L.M. 

HEN I survey the wondrous cross 
On which the Prince of glory died, 
My richest gain I count but loss, 
And pour contempt on all my pride. 

2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, 
Save in the death of Christ, my God ; 

All the vain things that charm me most, 
I sacrifice them to his blood. 

3 See, from his head, his hands, his feet, 
Sorrow and love flow mingled down : 

Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, 
Or thorns compose so rich a crown? 

4 Were the whole realm of nature mine, 
That were a present far too small ; 

Love so amazing, so divine, 

Demands my soul, my life, my all. 

Isaac Watts. 



161 C. M. 

ALAS ! and did my Savior bleed? 
And did my Sovereign die? 
Would he devote that sacred head 
For such a worm as I? 

2 Was it for crimes that I have done, 
He groaned upon the tree? 

Amazing pity ! grace unknown ! 
And love beyond degree! 

3 Well might the sun in darkness hide, 
And shut his glories in, 

When Christ, the mighty Maker, died 
For man, the creature's sin. 



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THE LORD'S SUPPER 



4 Thus might I hide my blushing face 
While his dear cross appears ; 

Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, 
And melt mine eyes to tears. 

5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay 
The debt of love I owe : 

Here, Lord, I give myself away. — 
'Tis all that I can do. 

Isaac Watts. 



162 c - M - 

THE King of heaven his table spreads, 
And blessings crown the board ; 
Not paradise, with all its joys, 
Could such delight afford. 

2 Pardon and peace to dying men, 
And endless life are given, 

Through the rich blood that Jesus shed 
To raise our souls to heaven. 

3 Millions of souls, in glory now. 
Were fed and feasted here : 

And millions more, still on the way, 
Around the board appear. 

4 All things are ready, come away, 
Nor weak excuses frame ; 

Crowd to your places at the feast, 
And bless the Founder's name. 

Philip Doddridge. 



163 

JESUS, at whose supreme command, 
We now approach to God, 
Before us in thy vesture stand, 
Thy vesture dipped in blood. 

2 Now, Savior, now thyself reveal, 
And make thy nature known ; 

Affix thy blessed Spirit's seal, 
And stamp us for thine own. 



99 



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3 The tokens of thy dying love, 
O let us all receive. 

And feel the quickening Spirit move, 
And sensibly believe. 

4 The cup of blessing, blest by thee, 
Let it thy blood impart ; 

The bread thy mystic body be. 
To cheer each languid heart. 

5 The living bread sent down from heaven, 
In us vouchsafe to be : 

Thy flesh for all the world is given. 
And all may live by thee. 

Charles Wesley. 



164 7.oi. 

TILL he come :" O let the words 
Linger on the trembling chords ; 
Let the little while between 
In their golden light be seen : 
Let us think how heaven and home 
Lie beyond that — "Till he come." 

2 When the weary ones we love 
Enter on their rest above, 
Seems the earth so poor and vast, 
All our life-joy overcast? 

Hush, be every murmur dumb ; 
It is only — "Till he come." 

3 See, the feast of love is spread, 
Drink the wine and break the bread ; 
Sweet memorials — till the Lord 
Call us round his heavenly board; 
Some from earth, from glory some, 
Severed only — "Till he come." 

Edward H. Bickersteth. 



165 S. 7. D. 

JESUS spreads his banner o'er us. 
Cheers our famished souls with food ; 
He the banquet spreads before us, 
Of his mystic flesh and blood. 



100 



THE LORD'S SUPPER 



Precious banquet, bread of heaven, 

Wine of gladness flowing free ; 
May we taste it, kindly given, 

In remembrance, Lord, of thee. 

2 In thy holy incarnation, 

When the angels sang thy birth ; 
In thy fasting and temptation, 

In thy labors on the earth, 
In thy trial and rejection, 

In thy sufferings on the tree, 
In thy glorious resurrection, 

May we, Lord, remember thee. 

Roswell Park, 



166 c. m. 

ACCORDING to thy gracious word, 
In meek humility, 
This will I do, my dying Lord, 
I will remember thee. 

2 Thy body, broken for my sake, 
My bread from heaven shall be ; 

Thy testamental cup I take, 
And thus remember thee. 

3 Gethsemane can I forget? 
Or there thy conflict see, 

Thine agony and bloody sweat, 
And not remember thee? 

4 When to the cross I turn mine eyes, 
And rest on Calvary, 

O Lamb of God, my Sacrifice, 
I must remember thee ! 

5 Remember thee and all thy pains, 
And all thy love to me ; 

Yea, while a breath, a pulse remains, 
Will I remember thee. 

6 And when these failing lips grow dumb, 
And mind and memory flee, 

When thou shalt in thy kingdom come, 
Jesus, remember me. 

James Montgomery. 



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The Lord's Day 

167 cm. 

"VV7TTH joy we hail the sacred day 
W Which God has called his own ; 
With joy the summons we obey, 
To worship at his throne. 

2 Thy chosen temple. Lord, how fair ! 
As here thy servants throng 

To breathe the humble, fervent prayer, 
And pour the grateful song. 

3 Spirit of grace, O deign to dwell 
Within thy church below ! 

Make her in holiness excel, 
W r ith pure devotion glow. 

4 Let peace within her walls be found ; 
Let all her sons unite 

To spread with holy zeal around 
Her clear and shining light. 

5 Great God, we hail the sacred day 
Which thou hast called thine own ; 

With joy the summons we obey. 
To worship at thy throne. 

Harriet Auber. 



168 H. M. 

WELCOME, delightful morn, 
Thou day of sacred rest ! 
I hail thy kind return ; 

Lord, make these moments blest : 
From low delights and mortal toys 

1 soar to reach immortal joys. 

2 Now may the King descend 
And fill his throne of grace ; 

Thy scepter, Lord, extend, 

While saints address thy face : 
Let sinners feel thy quickening word, 
And learn to know and fear the Lord. 

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THE LORD'S DAY 



3 Descend, celestial Dove, 

With all thy quickening powers ; 

Disclose a Savior's love 

And bless these sacred hours ; 

Then shall my soul new life obtain, 

Nor Sabbaths be indulged in vain. 

Thomas Hayward. 

169 L.M. 

LORD of the Sabbath, hear our vows, 
On this thy day, in this thy house ; 
And own, as grateful sacrifice, 
The songs which from thy temple rise. 

2 Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love, 
But there's a nobler rest above : 

To that our laboring souls aspire, 
With ardent hope and strong desire. 

3 No more fatigue, no more distress, 
Nor sin nor hell, shall reach the place ; 
No sighs shall mingle with the songs 
Which warble from immortal tongues ; 

4 No rude alarms of raging foes ; 
No cares to break the long repose ; 
No midnight shade, no clouded sun, 
But sacred, high, eternal noon. 

5 O long-expected day, begin ; 

Dawn on these realms of woe and sin : 
Fain would we leave this weary road, 
And sleep in death, to rest with God. 

Philip Doddridge. 



170 L.M. 

RETURN, my soul, enjoy thy rest ; 
Improve the day thy God hath blest : 
Another six days' work is done ; 
Another Sabbath is begun. 

2 O that our thoughts and thanks may rise, 
As grateful incense to the skies, 
And draw from Christ that sweet repose 
Which none but he that feels it knows ! 



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3 This heavenly calm within the breast 
Is the dear pledge of glorious rest 
Which for the Church of God remains, 
The end of cares, the end of pains. 

4 In holy duties, let the day, 
In holy comforts, pass away ; 

How sweet, a Sabbath thus to spend, 
In hope of one that ne'er shall end ! 

Joseph Stennett. 



171 l.m. 

SWEET is the sunlight after rain, 
And sweet the sleep that follows pain, 
And sweetly steals the Sabbath rest 
Upon the world's work-wearied breast. 

2 Of heaven the sign, of earth the calm ; 
The poor man's birthright, and his balm ; 
God's witness of celestial things; 

A sun with healing in its wings. 

3 New rising in this gospel time, 
And in its sevenfold light sublime ; 
Blest day of God ! we hail its dawn, 
To gratitude and worship drawn. 

4 O naught of gloom and naught of pride 
Should with the sacred hours abide ; 

At work for God, in loved employ, 
We lose the duty in the joy. 

5 Breathe on us, Lord ! our sins forgive, 
And make us strong in faith to live ; 
Our utmost, sorest need supply, 

And make us strong in faith to die. 

W. M. Punshon. 



172 cm. 

COME, let us join with one accord 
In hymns around the throne ; 
This is the day our rising Lord 
Hath made and called his own. 



104 



THE LORD'S DAY 



2 This is the day which God hath blest. 
The brightest of the seven. 

Type of that everlasting rest 
The saints enjoy in heaven. 

3 Then let us in his name sing on, 
And hasten to that day 

When our Redeemer shall come down. 
And shadows pass away. 

4 Xot one. but all our days below, 
Let us in hymns employ ; 

And, in our Lord rejoicing, go 

To his eternal joy. Charles Wesley. 

173 L.M. 

SWEET is the work, my God, my King, 
To praise thy name, give thanks, and sing ; 
To show thy love by morning light, 
And talk of all thy truth by night. 

2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest ; 

Xo mortal cares shall seize my breast ; 
O may my heart in tune be found, 
Like David's harp of solemn sound. 

3 My heart shall triumph in the Lord, 
And bless his works, and bless his word : 
Thy works of grace, how bright they shine ! 
How deep thy counsels, how divine ! 

4 When grace has purified my heart, 
Then shall I share a glorious part ; 
And fresh supplies of joy be shed. 
Like holy oil, to cheer my head. 

5 Then shall I see and hear and know 
All I desired or wished below : 

And every power find sweet employ 

In that eternal world of joy. i saa c Watts. 



174 7. 6. D. 

ODAY of rest and gladness, 
O day of joy and light. 
O balm of care and sadness, 
Most beautiful, most bright : 



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On thee, the high and lowly, 

Through ages joined in tune, 
Sing "Holy, holy, holy," 

To the great God Triune. 

2 On thee, at the creation, 
The light first had its birth ; 

On thee, for our salvation, 

Christ rose from depths of earth ; 

On thee, our Lord, victorious, 
The Spirit sent from heaven ; 

And thus on thee, most glorious, 
A triple light was given. 

3 To-day on weary nations 
The heavenly manna falls ; 

To holy convocations 

The silver trumpet calls, 
Where gospel light is glowing 

With pure and radiant beams, 
And living water flowing 

With soul-refreshing streams. 

4 New graces ever gaining 
From this our day of rest, 

We reach the rest remaining 

To spirits of the blest ; 
To Holy Ghost be praises, 

To Father, and to Son ; 
The church her voice upraises 

To thee, blest Three in One. 

Christopher Wordsworth. 

175 7.61. 

SAFELY through another week 
God has brought us on our way ; 
Let us now a blessing seek, 

Waiting in his courts to-day : 
Day of all the week the best, 
Emblem of eternal rest. 

2 While we pray for pardoning grace, 
Through the dear Redeemer's name, 

Show thy reconciled face, 

Take away our sin and shame ; 

From our worldly cares set free, 

May we rest this day in thee. 

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THE LORD'S DAY 



3 Here we come thy name to praise ; 
May we feel thy presence near ; 

May thy glory meet our eyes, 

While we in thy house appear : 
Here afford us, Lord, a taste 
Of our everlasting feast. 

4 May thy gospel's joyful sound 
Conquer sinners, comfort saints ; 

Make the fruits of grace abound. 
Bring relief for all complaints : 
Thus may all our Sabbaths prove, 
Till we join the church above. 

John Newton. 

176 7.61. 

HOLY Sabbath, day of rest, 
Day of days supremely blest ; 
Wondrous boon on man bestowed 
Where the light of Eden glowed ; 
And, to man from Eden driven, 
Still the antepast of heaven. 

2 Holy Sabbath, hail thy dawn ! 
Let all worldly cares be gone ; 
Let unhallowed pleasures cease, 
And may holy, heavenly peace 
Fill all hearts, as now we raise 
Our united songs of praise. 

3 Holy Sabbath, breathe thy balm, 
And each troubled spirit calm, 
Who before the mercy-seat 

As an ever blest retreat, 
Heavy-laden and oppressed, 
Seeks for mercy, peace and rest. 

4 Holy Sabbath of the Lord, 
Hallowed by Jehovah's word, 
Gladden every soul to-day 
Toiling up the heavenward way : 
Lnto all God's peace impart, 
With his joy fill every heart. 

5 Holy Sabbath, .day of days, 
With loud anthems would we praise 

107 



THE GOSPEL 



Him who sanctified and blest 
Thee as man's sweet day of rest : 
Laud him, all ye sons of men ; 
Angels shout, Amen! Amen! 

Wilson T. Hogue. 



The Gospel 



Salvation Needed 



177 



C. M. 



COME, O thou all-victorious Lord, 
Thy power to us make known ; 
Strike with the hammer of thy word, 
And break these hearts of stone. 

2 O that we all might now begin 
Our foolishness to mourn, 

And turn at once from every sin, 
And to the Savior turn. 

3 Give us ourselves and thee to know, 
In this our gracious day ; 

Repentance unto life bestow, 
And take our sins away. 

4 Convince us first of unbelief, 
And freely then release; 

Fill every soul with sacred grief, 
And then with sacred peace. 

Charles Wesley. 



178 o.m. 

THOU Son of God, whose flaming eyes 
Our inmost thoughts perceive, 
Accept the grateful sacrifice 
Which now to thee we give. 

2 We bow before thy gracious throne, 

And think ourselves sincere ; 
But show us, Lord, is every one 

Thy real worshiper? 

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3 Is here a soul that knows thee not, 
Nor feels his need of thee ; 

A stranger to the blood which bought 
His pardon on the tree? 

4 Convince him now of unbelief, 
His desperate state explain ; 

And fill his heart with sacred grief, 
And penitential pain. 

5 Speak with that voice that wakes the dead 
And bids the sleeper rise, 

And bid his guilty conscience dread 
The death that never dies. 

Charles Wesley. 



179 



S. M. 



HOW helpless nature lies, 
Unconscious of her load ! 
The heart unchanged can never rise 
To happiness and God. 

2 Can aught but power divine 
The stubborn will subdue? 

'Tis thine, eternal Spirit, thine 
To form the heart anew ; 

3 The passions to recall, 
And upward bid them rise ; 

To make the scales of error fall 
From reason's darkened eyes. 

4 O change these hearts of ours, 
And give them life divine ; 

Then shall our passions and our powers, 
Almighty Lord, be thine. 

Anne Steele, alt. 



180 T,M. 

LORD, we are vile, conceived in sin, 
And born unholy and unclean ; 
Sprung from the man whose guilty fall 
Corrupts his race, and taints us all. 

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2 Soon as we draw our infant breath 
The seeds of sin grow up for death ; 
Thy law demands a perfect heart, 
But we're defiled in every part. 

3 Behold, we fall before thy face ; 
Our only refuge is thy grace ; 

No outward forms can make us clean ; 
The leprosy lies deep within. 

4 Nor bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast, 
Nor hyssop branch, nor sprinkling priest, 
Nor running brook, nor flood, nor sea, 
Can wash the dismal stain away. 

5 Jesus, thy blood, thy blood alone, 
Hath power sufficient to atone ; 

Thy blood can make us white as snow ; 
No Jewish types could cleanse us so. 

6 While guilt disturbs and breaks our peace, 
Nor flesh nor soul hath rest or ease ; 
Lord, let us hear thy pardoning voice, 

And make these broken hearts rejoice. 

Isaac Watts. 



181 L.M. 

DEEP are the wounds which sin has made ; 
"Where shall the sinner find a cure? 
In vain, alas ! is nature's aid ; 

The work exceeds her utmost power. 

2 But can no sovereign balm be found, 
And is no kind physician nigh, 

To ease the pain and heal the wound, 
Ere life and hope forever fly? 

3 There is a great Physician near; 
Look up, O fainting soul, and live ; 

See, in his heavenly smiles appear 
Such help as nature cannot give. 

4 See, in the Savior's dying blood, 
Life, health and bliss, abundant flow ; 

And in that sacrificial flood 

A balm for all thy grief and woe. 

Anne Steele, alt. 



110 



SALVATION NEEDED 



182 L.M. 

JESUS, a word, a look from thee, 
Can turn my heart and make it clean ; 
Purge out the inbred leprosy. 
And save me from my bosom sin. 

2 Lord, if thou wilt, I do believe 
Thou canst the saving grace impart : 

Thou canst this instant now forgive. 
And stamp thine image on my heart. 

3 My heart which now to thee I raise, 

I know thou canst this moment cleanse ; 
The deepest stains of sin efface, 
And drive the evil spirit hence. 

4 Be it according to thy word * 
Accomplish now thy work in me ; 

And let my soul, to health restored, 
Devote its deathless powers to thee. 

Charles "Wesley. 



183 s.m. 

GOD'S holy law transgressed, 
Speaks nothing but despair ; 
Convinced of guilt, with grief oppressed, 
We rind no comfort there. 

2 Xot all our groans and tears, 
Nor works which we have done, 

Nor vows, nor promises, nor prayers, 
Can e'er for sin atone. 

3 Relief alone is found 

In Jesus' precious blood : 
'Tis this that heals the mortal wound, 
And reconciles to God. 

4 This is salvation's source ; 
And all our hopes arise 

From him, who. hanging on the cross, 
A spotless victim dies. 

Benjamin Beddome. 

Ill 



THE GOSPEL 



Warnings and Invitations 
184 8.7.D. 

COME, ye sinners, poor and needy. 
Weak and wounded, sick and sore : 
Jesns ready stands to save you, 
Full of pity, love and power : 

He is able, 
He is willing : doubt no more. 

Chorus 

Turn to the Lord and seek salvation, 
Sound the praise of his dear name ; 

Glory, honor and salvation : 

Christ the Lord is come to reign. 

2 Now, ye needy, come and welcome ; 
God's free bounty glorify ; 

True belief and true repentance, 
Every grace that brings you nigh ; 

Without money, 
Come to Jesus Christ and buy. 

3 Let not conscience make you linger, 
Nor of fitness fondly dream ; 

All the fitness he requireth 
Is to feel your need of him : 

This he gives you : 
'Tis the Spirit's glimmering beam. 

4 Come, ye weary, heavy-laden, 
Bruised and mangled by the fall ; 

If you tarry till you're better, 
You will never come at all ; 

Not the righteous — 
Sinners Jesus came to call. 

5 Agonizing in the garden, 
Your Redeemer prostrate lies ; 

On the bloody tree behold him ! 
Hear him cry, before he dies, 

"It is finished !" 
Sinners, will not this suflice? Joseph Hart. 
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185 L. M. 

WHILE life prolongs its precious light, 
Mercy is found and peace is given, 
But soon, ah, soon, approaching night 
Shall blot out every hope of heaven. 

2 While God invites, how, blest the day! 
How sweet the gospel's charming sound ! 

Come, sinners, haste, O haste away, 
While yet a pardoning God is found. 

3 Soon, borne on time's most rapid wing, 
Shall death command you to the grave ; 

Before his bar your spirits bring, 
And none be found to hear or save. 

4 In that lone land of deep despair 

No Sabbath's heavenly light shall rise, 
No God regard your bitter prayer, 
No Savior call you to the skies. 

5 Now God invites ; how blest the day ! 
How sweet the gospel's charming sound ! 

Come, sinners, haste, O haste away. 
While yet a pardoning God is found. 

Timothy Dwigrht. 



186 L. M. 

BEHOLD a Stranger at the door ! 
He gently knocks, has knocked before ; 
Has waited long, is waiting still ; 
You treat no other friend so ill. 



Choeus 

Oh, let the dear Savior come in, 
He'll cleanse your heart from sin ; 
Oh, keep him no more out at the door, 
But let the dear Savior come in. 

2 O lovely attitude ! he stands 
With melting heart and open hands ; 
O matchless kindness ! and he shows 
This matchless kindness to his foes. 

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3 But will he prove a friend indeed? 
He will — the very friend you need ; 
The friend of sinners? Yes, 'tis he, 
With garments dyed on Calvary. 

4 Rise, touched with gratitude divine, 
Turn out his enemy and thine, 
That soul-destroying monster, sin, 
And let the heavenly Stranger in. 

5 Admit him, ere his anger burn ; 
His feet, departed, ne'er return ; 
Admit him, or the hour's at hand 
You'll at his door rejected stand. 

Joseph Grigg. 



187 L.M. 

SINNERS, obey the gospel word : 
Haste to the supper of my Lord ; 
Be wise to know your gracious day ; 
All things are ready, come away. 

2 Ready the Father is to own 
And kiss his late-returning son : 
Ready your loving Savior stands, 

And spreads for you his bleeding hands. 

3 Ready the Spirit of his love. 
Just now the stony to remove; 

To apply and witness with the blood, 
And wash and seal the sons of God. 

4 Ready for you the angels wait, 
To triumph in your blest estate ; 
Tuning their harps, they long to praise 
The wonders of redeeming grace. 

5 The Father, Son and Holy Ghost. 
Are ready, with their shining host : 
All heaven is ready to resound, 
"The dead's alive ! the lost is found !" 

Charles Wesley. 

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188 L.M. 

HO ! EVERY one that thirsts, draw nigh : 
'Tis God invites the fallen race : 
Mercy and free salvation buy ; 
Buy wine and milk and gospel grace. 

2 In search of empty joys below, 
Ye toil with unavailing strife : 

Whither, ah, whither would ye go? 
I have the words of endless life. 

3 Come to the living waters, come ! 
Sinners, obey your Maker's call ; 

Return, ye weary wanderers, home. 
And find his grace is free for all. 

4 See from the Rock a fountain rise ! 
For you a healing stream it rolls ; 

Money ye need not bring, nor price, 
Ye laboring, burdened, sin-sick souls. 

5 Nothing ye in exchange shall give ; 
Leave all you have and are behind; 

Frankly the gift of God receive ; 
Pardon and peace in Jesus find. 

Charles Wesley. 



189 cm. 

JESUS, Redeemer of mankind, 
Display thy saving power ; 
Thy mercy let the sinner find, 
And know his gracious hour. 

2 Who thee beneath their feet have trod, 
And crucified afresh, 

Touch with thine all- victorious blood, 
And turn the stone to flesh. 

3 Open their eyes thy cross to see, 
Their ears, to hear thy cries : 

Sinner, thy Savior weeps for thee ; 
For thee he weeps and dies. 

4 All the day long he meekly stands, 
His rebels to receive ; 

And shows his wounds, and spreads his hands, 
And bids you turn and live. 



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5 Turn, and your sins of deepest dye 

He will with blood efface ; 
E'en now he waits the blood to apply ; 

Be saved, be saved by grace. 

Charles Wesley. 



190 c. m. 

HY should we boast of time to come, 
Though but a single day ? 
This hour may fix our final doom, 
Though strong and young and gay. 

2 The present we should now redeem; 
This only is our own ; 

The past, alas ! is all a dream ; 
The future is unknown. 

3 O think what vast concerns depend 
Upon a moment's space, 

When life and all its cares shall end 
In vengeance or in grace ! 

4 O for that power which melts the heart, 
And lifts the soul on high ! 

Where sin and grief and death depart, 
And pleasures never die. 

5 There we with ecstasy shall fall 
Before Immanuel's feet, 

And hail him as our all in all, 
In happiness complete. 

M. Wilks. 



191 c. M. 

VAIN man, thy fond pursuits forbear ; 
Repent, thine end is nigh ; 
Death, at the farthest, can't be far : 
O think before thou die. 

2 Reflect, thou hast a soul to save ; 

Thy sins, how high they mount ! 
What are thy hopes beyond the grave? 

How stands that dark account? 

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3 Death enters, and there's no defense ; 
His time there's none can tell ; 

He'll in a moment call thee hence, 
To heaven, or down to hell. 

4 Thy flesh, perhaps thy greatest care, 
Shall into dust consume ; 

But, ah ! destruction stops not there ; 

Sin kills beyond the tomb. Joseph Hart. 



O 'Tis mercy speaks to-day ; 
He calls you by his sacred word 
From sin's destructive way. 

2 Like the rough sea that cannot rest, 
You live devoid of peace ; 

A thousand stings within your breast 
Deprive your souls of ease. 

3 Your way is dark, and leads to hell : 
Why will you persevere? 

Can you in endless torments dwell, 
Shut up in black despair? 

4 Why will you in the crooked ways 
Of sin and folly go? 

In pain you travel all your days, 
To reach eternal woe. 

5 But he that turns to God shall live, 
Through his abounding grace : 

His mercy will the guilt forgive 
Of those that seek his face. 

6 Bow to the scepter of his word, 
Renouncing every sin ; 

Submit to him, your sovereign Lord, 
And learn his will divine. John Fawcett. 




C. M. 



193 



7, 



HASTEN, sinner, to be wise ! 
Stay not for the morrow's sun ; 
Wisdom if you still despise, 



Harder is it to be won. 



117 



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2 Hasten, mercy to implore ! 
Stay not for the morrow's sun, 

Lest thy season should be o'er 
Ere this evening's stage be run. 

3 Hasten, sinner, to return ! 
Stay not for the morrow's sun, 

Lest thy lamp should cease to burn 
Ere salvation's work is done. 

4 Hasten, sinner, to be blest ! 
Stay not for the morrow's sun, 

Lest perdition thee arrest 
Ere the morrow is begun. 

Thomas Scott. 



194 C. M. D. 

COME, humble sinner, in whose breast 
A thousand thoughts revolve ; 
Come, with your guilt and fear oppressed, 
And make this last resolve : 

2 I'll go to Jesus, though my sin 
Like mountains round me close ; 

I know his courts, I'll enter in, 
Whatever may oppose. 

3 Prostrate I'll lie before his throne, 
And there my guilt confess ; 

I'll tell him, I'm a wretch undone 
Without his sovereign grace. 

4 I'll to the gracious King approach, 
Whose scepter pardon gives ; 

Perhaps he may command my touch, 
And then the suppliant lives. 

5 Perhaps he will admit my plea, 
Perhaps will hear my prayer ; 

But, if I perish, I will pray, 
And perish only there. 

6 I can but perish if I go ; 
I am resolved to try, 

For if I stay away, I know 
I must forever die. 

Edmund Jones. 



118 



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195 c. m. 

RETURN, O wanderer, return, 
And seek thy Father's face ; 
Those new desires which in thee burn 
Were kindled by his grace. 

2 Return, O wanderer, return ; 
He hears thy humble sigh : 

He sees thy softened spirit mourn, 
When no one else is nigh. 

3 Return, O wanderer, return ; 
Thy Savior bids thee live : 

Come to his cross, and, grateful, learn 
How freely he'll forgive. 

4 Return, O wanderer, return, 
And wipe the falling tear : 

Thy Father calls, no longer mourn; 
'Tis love invites thee near. 

5 Return, O wanderer, return ; 
Begin thy long-sought rest : 

The Savior's melting mercies yearn 
To clasp thee to his breast. 

William B. Collyer, alt. 



196 c. m. 

COME, every soul by sin oppressed, 
There's mercy with the Lord, 
And he will surely give you rest, 
By trusting in his word. 

Chokus 

Only trust him, only trust him, 

Only trust him now ; 
He will save you, he will save you, 

He will save you now. 

2 For Jesus shed his precious blood 

Rich blessings to bestow ; 
Plunge now into the crimson flood 

That washes white as snow. 



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3 Yes, Jesus is the truth, the way, 
That leads you into rest ; 

Believe in him without delay, 
And you are fully blest. 

4 Come, then, and join this holy band, 
And on to glory go, 

To dwell in that celestial land, 
Where joys immortal flow. 

John H. Stockton. 



197 H.M. 

LET earth and heaven agree, 
Angels and men be joined, 
To celebrate with me 
The Savior of mankind ; 
To adore the all-atoning Lamb, 
And bless the sound of Jesus' name. 

2 Jesus ! transporting sound ! 
The joy of earth and heaven ; 

No other help is found, 
No other name is given, 
By which we can salvation have ; 
But Jesus came the world to save. 

3 Jesus ! harmonious name ! 
It charms the hosts above ; 

They evermore proclaim 
And wonder at his love : 
'Tis all their happiness to gaze — 
'Tis heaven to see our Jesus' face. 

4 His name the sinner hears, 
And is from sin set free ; 

'Tis music in his ears ; 
'Tis life and victory ; 
New songs do now his lips employ, 
And dances his glad heart for joy. 

5 O unexampled love ! 

O all-redeeming grace ! 
How swiftly didst thou move 
To save a fallen race ! 
What shall I do to make it known 
What thou for all mankind hast done? 

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6 O for a trumpet voice, 

On all the world to call ! 
To bid their hearts rejoice 
In him who died for all ! 
For all my Lord was crucified; 
For all, for all my Savior died. 

Charles Wesley, 



198 cm. 

BENEATH our feet, and o'er our head, 
Is equal warning given ; 
Beneath us lie the countless dead, 
Above us is the heaven. 

2 Death rides on every passing breeze, 
And lurks in every flower ; 

Each season has its own disease, 
Its peril every hour. 

3 Our eyes have seen the rosy light 
Of youth's soft cheek decay. 

And fate descend in sudden night 
On manhood's middle day. 

4 Our eyes have seen the steps of age 
Halt feebly to the tomb ; 

And shall earth still our hearts engage, 
And dreams of days to come? 

5 Turn, mortal, turn ; thy danger know : 
Where'er thy foot can tread, 

The earth rings hollow from below, 
And warns thee by her dead. 

6 Turn, mortal, turn ; thy soul apply 
To truths divinely given : 

The dead who underneath thee lie, 
Shall live for hell or heaven. 

Reginald Heber. 

199 l. M. 

BEHOLD me standing at the door, 
And hear me pleading evermore, 
With gentle voice, O heart of sin, 
May I come in? may I come in? 



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THE GOSPEL 



Chorus 

Behold me standing at the door. 
And hear me pleading evermore : 
Say. weary heart, oppressed with sin, 
May I come in? may I come in? 

2 I bore the cruel thorns for thee : 
I waited long and patiently : 

Say, weary heart, oppressed with sin, 
May I come in? may I come in? 

3 I would not plead with thee in vain. 
Remember all my grief and pain ! 

I died to ransom thee from sin. 
May I come in? may I come in? 

4 I bring thee joy from heaven above : 
I bring thee pardon, peace and love : 
Say. weary heart, oppressed with sin. 
May I come in? may I come in? 

Fannv J. Crosby. 

200 6. 4. 6. 4. 

TO-DAY the Savior calls ! 
Ye wanderers, come ; 
O ye benighted souls. 

Why longer roam? 
Chobus 

Come home, come home. 

Thy Father calls, come home ; 

Come home, come home.. 

Thy Father calls, come home ! 

2 To-day the Savior calls : 
Oh. hear him now ; 

Within these sacred walls 
To Jesus bow. 

3 To-day the Savior calls ; 
For refuge fly : 

The storm of justice falls, 
And death is nigh. 

4 The Spirit calls to-day : 
Yield to his power ; 

Oh. grieve him not away. 

'Tis mercy's hour. Samuel F. Smith, alt. 
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201 6.5.6.4. 

IN THE land of strangers, 
Whither thou art gone, 
Hear a far voice calling, 
"My son ! my son ! 

Eefeain 

"Welcome ! wanderer, welcome ! 

Welcome back to home ! 
Thou hast wandered far away : 

Come home ! come home ! 

2 "From the land of hunger, 
Fainting, famished, lone, 

Come to love and gladness, 
My son ! my son ! 

3 "Leave the haunts of riot, 
Wasted, woe-begone, 

Sick at heart and weary, 
My son ! my son ! 

4 "See the door still open ! 
Thou art still my own ; 

Eyes of love are on thee, 
My son ! my son ! 

5 "Far off thou hast wandered ; 
Wilt thou farther roam? 

Come, and all is pardoned, 
My son ! my son ! 

6 "See the well-spread table, 
Fnf orgotten one ! 

Here is rest and plenty, 
My son ! my son ! 

7 "Thou art friendless, homeless, 
Hopeless and undone ; 

Mine is love unchanging, 

My SOn ! my SOU !' ? Koratius Bonar. 

202 l. m. 

BROAD is the road that leads to death, 
And thousands walk together there ; 
But wisdom shows a narrow path, 
With here and there a traveler. 
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2 "Deny thyself and take thy cross," 
Is the Redeemer's great command ; 

Nature must count her gold but dross, 
If she would gain the heavenly land. 

3 The fearful soul that tires and faints, 
And walks the ways of God no more, 

Shall be esteemed no more a saint, 
And makes his own destruction sure. 

4 Lord, let not all our hopes be vain ; 
Create my heart entirely new : 

Which hypocrites could ne'er attain, 
Which false professors never knew. 

Isaac Watts. 



' 203 ii. 

DELAY not, delay not, O sinner, draw near, 
The waters of life are now flowing for thee ; 
No price is demanded, the Savior is here, 
Redemption is purchased, salvation is free. 

2 Delay not, delay not, why longer abuse 
The love and compassion of Jesus, thy God? 

A fountain is open, how canst thou refuse 
To wash and be cleansed in his pardoning blood? 

3 Delay not, delay not, O sinner, to come, 

For Mercy still lingers and calls thee to-day ; 
Her voice is not heard in the vale of the tomb ; 
Her message, unheeded, will soon pass away. 

4 Delay not, delay not, the Spirit of grace 

Long grieved and resisted, may take his sad flight, 
And leave thee in darkness to finish thy race, 
To sink in the gloom of eternity's night. 

5 Delay not, delay not, the hour is at hand. 

The earth shall dissolve, and the heavens shall fade, 
The dead, small and great, in the judgment shall 
stand — 

What power then, O sinner, will lend thee its aid ! 

Thomas Hastings. 



124 



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204 CM. 

LET every mortal ear attend, 
And every heart rejoice ; 
The trumpet of the gospel sounds 
With an inviting voice. 

2 Ho ! all ye hungry, starving souls, 
That feed upon the wind, 

And vainly strive with earthly toys 
To fill an empty mind : 

3 Eternal Wisdom hath prepared 
A soul-reviving feast, 

And bids your longing appetites 
The rich provision taste. 

4 Ho ! ye that pant for living streams, 
And pine away and die, 

Here you may quench your raging thirst 
With springs that never dry. 

5 Rivers of love and mercy here 
In a rich ocean join ; 

Salvation in abundance flows, 
Like floods of milk and wine. 

6 The happy gates of gospel grace 
Stand open night and day : 

Lord, we are come to seek supplies, 
And drive our wants away. 

Isaac Watts, 



205 

WILL you come, will you come, with your poor 
broken heart, 
Burdened and sin-oppressed? 
Lay it down at the feet of your Savior and Lord, 
Jesus will give you rest. 

Chorus 

O happy rest, sweet, happy rest I 
Jesus will give you rest ; 
O why won't you come in simple, trusting faith? 
Jesus will give you rest. 

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THE GOSPEL 



2 Will you come, will you come? there is mercy for 



Balm for your aching breast ; 
Only come as you are, and believe on his name, 
Jesus will give you rest. 

3 Will you come, will you come? you have nothing to 



Jesus who loves you best, 
By his death on the cross purchased life for your soul, 
Jesus will give you rest. 

4 Will you come, will you come? how he pleads with 
you now ! 
Fly to his loving breast, 
And whatever your sin or your sorrow may be, 

JeSUS Will give yOU rest. Fanny J. Crosby. 



ALMOST persuaded," now to believe : 
"Almost persuaded" Christ to receive : 
Seems now some soul to say, 
"Go, Spirit, go thy way. 
Some more convenient day 
On thee I'll call." 

2 "Almost persuaded," come, come to-day ; 
"Almost persuaded," turn not away ; 

Jesus invites you here. 
Angels are lingering near, 
Prayers rise from hearts so dear ; 
"O wanderer, come!" 

3 "Almost persuaded," harvest is past ! 
"Almost persuaded," doom comes at last ! 

"Almost" cannot avail : 
"Almost" is but to fail ! 
Sad, sad that bitter wail — 

"Almost — but lost !" Philip P. Bliss. 



you 



pay ; 



206 




207 



S. M. 



WONDROUS love divine ! 
The love of Christ to me ; 
That I, undone and lost by sin, 



Should find salvation free. 



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Chorus 

I'm glad salvation's free ! 
I'm glad salvation's free ! 
Salvation's free for yon and me, 
I'm glad salvation's free ! 

2 Oppressed with sin and gnilt, 
And none to care for me, 

I cast my soul on Jesus' blood, 
And found salvation free. 

3 With nothing in my hand, 
No gift, no price, no plea, 

Through Jesus' boundless love alone 
I've found salvation free. 

4 O brethren, help me sing 
One song of victory, 

For without money, without price, 
I've found salvation free. 

5 I feel it burning now, 

Like fire all through my soul, 
Salvation free, as free as heaven, 
Salvation free and full. 

6 Forever — evermore, 

This my glad song shall be, 
Salvation's free ! salvation's free ! 
I'm glad salvation's free ! 

Joseph McCreery. 



208 7.d. 

SINNERS, turn; why will ye die? 
God, your Maker, asks you why ; 
God, who did your being give, 
Made you with himself to live ; 
He the fatal cause demands ; 
Asks the work of his own hands, 
Why, ye thankless creatures, why 
Will ye cross his love, and die? 

2 Sinners, turn ; why will ye die ? 
God, your Savior, asks you why ; 
He, who did your souls retrieve, 
Died himself, that ye might live. 



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Will ye let him die in vain? 
Crucify your Lord again? 
Why. ye ransomed sinners, why 
Will ye slight his grace, and die? 

3 Sinners, turn: why will ye die? 
God, the Spirit, asks you why ; 
He, who all your lives hath strove, 
Urged you to embrace his love ; 
Will ye not his grace receive? 
Will ye still refuse to live? 
O ye dying sinners, why, 
Why will ye forever die? 

Charles Wesley. 



209 



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ARK ! the Savior's voice from heaven 
Speaks a pardon full and free; 
Come, and thou shalt be forgiven ; 
Boundless mercy flows for thee, 
Even thee ! 



2 See the healing fountain springing 
From the Savior on the tree, 

Pardon peace and cleansing bringing: 
L< e, loved one, 'tis for tL e, 
£veu thee ! 

• , ( io&$ 

Ye v ills nis loYe an( ^ mercy speaking, 
Earnes ? e ^ ie - ano ^ tn F 80111 on me : 



Calli 



rei thy heart for sin be breaking, 
li re rest and peace for thee, 
2 Why Even thee!"' 

Pier; 

Why mer. come to Jesus ; flying 
B . rom thy sin and woe, be free ; 
burdened, guilty, wounded, dying, 
Gladly will he welcome thee, 
Even thee ! 

5 Every sin shall be forgiven ; 

Thou, through grace, a child shalt be, 
Child of God, and heir of heaven ; 

Yes, a mansion waits for thee, 
Even thee ! 



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6 Then in love forever dwelling, 

Jesus all thy joy shall be ; 
And thy song shall still be telling 

All his mercy did for thee, 
Even thee ! 

James Montgomery. 



210 L.M. 

COME, sinners, to the gospel feast ; 
Let every soul be Jesus' guest ; 
Ye need not one be left behind, 
For God hath bidden all mankind. 

2 Sent by my Lord, on you I call ; 
The invitation is to all : 
Come, all the world ! come, sinner, thou, 
All things in Christ are ready now. 

3 Come, all ye souls by sin oppressed, 
Ye restless wanderers after rest ; 
Ye poor and maimed and halt and blind, 
In Christ a hearty welcome find. 

4 My message as from God receive ; 
Ye all may come to Christ' and live : 
O let his I< e your hearts constrain 
Nor suffer nim to die in vain. 

5 See him set forth before your eye . L i, 
That precious, bleeding sacrifice ! 

His offered benefits embrace, 

And freely now be saved by grace. [ 

6 This is the time ; no more delay ; . t ; . 
This is the Lord's appointed day ; 

Come in this moment at his call, 

And live for him who died for all. j 

Charles W, 



211 

HY do you wait, dear brother, 
Oh, why do you tarry so long? 
Your Savior is waiting to give you 
A place in his sanctified throng. 



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THE GOSPEL 



Chorus 

AVhy not, why not? 

Why not come to him now? 
Why not, why not? 

Why not come to him now? 

2 What do you hope, dear brother, 
To gain by a further delay? 

There's no one to save you but Jesus, 
There's no other way but his way. 

3 Do you not feel, dear brother, 
His Spirit now striving within? 

Oh, why not accept his salvation. 
And throw off thy burden of sin? 

4 Why do you wait, dear brother? 
The harvest is passing away, 

Your Savior is longing to bless you, 
There's danger and death in delay. 

G-eorge F. Root. 

212 . / • ; : ; . 

SOFTLY and tenderly Jesus is calling, 
Ca'ling for you and for me; 
See, on the portals he's waiting and watching, 
Watching for you and for me. 

Chorus 

^me home, come home, 

T ho are weary, come home ; 
tly, tenderly Jesus is calling, 
g, O sinner, come home ! 

should we tarry when Jesus is pleading, 
iding for you and for me? 
should we linger and heed not his mercies, 
Xercies for you and for me? 

3 Time is now fleeting, the moments are passing, 
Passing from you and from me ; 

Shadows are gathering, death-beds are coming, 
Coming for you and for me. 

4 Oh ! for the wonderful love he has promised, 
Promised for you and for me ; 

Though we have sinned, he has mercy and pardon, 
Pardon for you and for me. Will L. Thompson. 

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213 7.61. 

WEARY souls, that wander wide 
From the central point of bliss, 
Turn to Jesus crucified ; 

Fly to those dear wounds of his : < 
Sink into the purple flood ; 
Rise into the life of God. 

2 Find in Christ the way of peace, 
Peace unspeakable, unknown ; 

By his pain he gives you ease, 
Life by his expiring groan : 
Rise, exalted by his fall, 
Find in Christ your all in all. 

3 O believe the record true, 

God to you his Son hath given ; 
Ye may now be happy too, 

Find on earth the life of heaven : 
Live the life of heaven above, 
All the life of glorious love. 

4 This the universal bliss, 
Bliss for every soul designed ; 

God's original promise this, 

God's great gift to all mankind : 
Blest in Christ this moment be, 

Blest to all eternity. Charles Wesley. 

214 

ODO not let the word depart, 
And close thine eyes against the light ; . 
Poor sinner, harden not your heart, 
Be saved, O to-night. 

Chorus 

O why not to-night? 
O why not to-night ? 

Wilt thou be saved? 
Then why not to-night? 

2 To-morrow's sun may never rise 
To bless thy long-deluded sight; 

This is the time, O then be wise, 
Be saved, O to-night. 

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THE GOSPEL 



3 Our Lord in pity lingers still, 

And wilt thou thus his love requite? 
Renounce at once thy stubborn will, 
Be saved, O to-night. 

4 Our blessed Lord refuses none 
Who would to hiin their souls unite ; 

Believe, obey, the work is done, 

Be Saved, O to-night. Elizabeth Reed. 

215 

COME home ! come home ! 
You are weary at heart, 
For the way has been dark, 
And so lonely and wild ; 
O prodigal child. 

Come home ! oh, come home ! 
Come home, come home, 
Come, oh, come home ! 

2 Come home ! come home ! 
For we watch and we wait, 
And we stand at the gate, 
While the shadows are piled ; 
O prodigal child, 

Come home ! oh, come home ! 
Come home, come home, 
Come, oh, come home ! 

3 Come home ! come home ! 
From the sorrow and blame, 
From the sin and the shame, 
And the tempter that smiled, 
O prodigal child, 

Come home ! oh, come home ! 
Come home, come home, 
Come, oh, come home ! 

4 Come home ! come home ! 
There is bread, and to spare, 
And a warm welcome there ; 
Then, to friends reconciled, 
O prodigal child, 

Come home ! oh, come home ! 
Come home, come home, 

Come, Oh, come home ! Ellen H. Gates. 

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216 11. 

OTURN ye, O turn ye, for why will ye die. 
When God in great mercy is coming so nigh ? 
Now Jesus invites you, the Spirit says, "Come," 
And angels are waiting to welcome you home. 

2 And now Christ is ready your souls to receive, 
O how can you question, if you will believe? 

If sin is your burden, why will ye not come? 

'Tis you he bids welcome ; he bids you come home. 

3 In riches, in pleasures, what can you obtain, 
To soothe your affliction, or banish your pain? 
To bear up your spirit when summoned to die, 
Or waft you to mansions of glory on high? 

4 Why will you be starving, and feeding on air? 
There's mercy in Jesus, enough and to spare ; 

If still you are doubting, make trial and see, 
And prove that his mercy is boundless and free. 

Samson Occum. 



217 8.7. 

THERE'S a wideness in God's mercy, 
Like the wideness of the sea ; 
There's a kindness in his justice, 
Which is more than liberty. 



2 There is welcome for the sinner, 
And more graces for the good ; 

There is mercy with the Savior ; 
There is healing in his blood. 

3 For the love of God is broader 
Than the measure of man's mind; 

And the heart of the Eternal 
Is most wonderfully kind. 

4 If our love were but more simple, 
We should take him at his word ; 

And our lives would be all sunshine 
In the sweetness of our Lord. 

Frederick W. Faber. 



133 



THE GOSPEL 



218 7. 

OHOW long will men refuse 
Christ, their only hope, to choose? 
O how long the Spirit plead 
Ere his tender voice they heed? 

Chorus 

Haste, return, haste, return ; 

Lest your lamp should cease to burn — 

Enter now the narrow gate, 

Soon for you 'twill be too late ! 

2 O how long shall mercy cry, 
Hungry souls, why will ye die? 
Will ye starve and perish here, 
And your Father's house so near? 

3 O how long shall Jesus say, 
Come to me, I am the way ; 
Weary, burdened souls, oppressed, 
Take my yoke, I'll give you rest. 

Fanny J. Crosby. 

Copyright, 1890, by Wm. J. Kirkpatrick. 

219 9.8.D. 

SAY, where is thy refuge, poor sinner, 
And what is thy prospect to-day ? 
Why toil for the wealth that will perish, 

The treasures that rust and decay? 
Oh ! think of thy soul, that forever 

Must live on eternity's shore, 
When thou in the dust art forgotten, 
W^hen pleasure can charm thee no more. 

Choeus 

'Twill profit thee nothing, but fearful the cost, 
To gain the whole world, if thy soul should be lost ! 

2 The Master is calling thee, sinner, 

In tones of compassion and love, 
To feel that sweet rapture of pardon, 

And lay up thy treasures above ; 
Oh ! kneel at the cross where he suffered, 

To ransom thy soul from the grave ; 
The arm of his mercy will hold thee, 

The arm that is mighty to save. 

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3 As summer is waning, poor sinner, 

Repent, ere the season is past ; 
God's goodness to thee is extended, 

As long as the day-beam shall last ; 
Then slight not the warning repeated 

With all the bright moments that roll, 
Nor say, when the harvest is ended, 

That no one hath cared for thy soul. 

Fanny J. Crosby. 



220 10,8.11.8. 

HOW sad it would be, if, when thou didst call, 
All hopeless and unforgiven, 
The angel that stands at the beautiful gate, 
Should answer, No room in heaven ! 

Refrain 

Sad, sad, sad would it be! 
No room in heaven for thee ! 

No room, no room, 
No room in heaven for thee ! 

No room, no room, 
No room in heaven for thee ! 

2 How sad it would be, the harvest all past, 
The bright summer days all over, 

To know that the reapers had gathered the grain, 
And left thee alone forever ! 

3 Oh, haste thee, and fly, while mercy is near, 
Remember the love that he gave thee ; 

The love that has sought thee is seeking thee still, 
And Jesus now waits to save thee. 

William 0. dishing-. 



Repentance and Faith 
221 L. M. 

STAY, thou insulted Spirit, stay, 
Though I have done thee such despite ; 
Nor cast the sinner quite away, 
Nor take thine everlasting flight. 

135 



THE GOSPEL 



2 Though I have steeled iny stubborn heart, 
And shaken off my guilty fears ; 

And vexed, and urged thee to depart, 
For many long, rebellious years : 

3 Though I have most unfaithful been, 
Of all who e'er thy grace received ; 

Ten thousand times thy goodness seen ; 
Ten thousand times thy goodness grieved : 

4 Yet, oh ! the chief of sinners spare, 
In honor of my great High Priest ; 

Nor in thy righteous anger swear 
To exclude me from thy people's rest. 

Charles Wesley. 



222 l. m. 

SHOW pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive ; 
Let a repenting rebel live : 
Are not thy mercies large and free? 
May not a sinner trust in thee? 

2 My crimes are great, but don't surpass 
The power and glory of thy grace ; 
Great God, thy nature hath no bound, 
So let thy pardoning love be found. 

3 O wash my soul from every sin. 
And make my guilty conscience clean! 
Here on my heart the burden lies. 
And past offenses pain my eyes. 

4 My lips with shame my sins confess, 
Against thy law, against thy grace ; 
Lord, should thy judgments grow severe. 
I am condemned, but thou art clear. 

5 Should sudden vengeance seize my breath, 
I must pronounce thee just, in death ; 

And if my soul were sent to hell. 
Thy righteous law approves it well. 

6 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, 
Whose hope, still hovering round thy word, 
Would light on some sweet promise there, 
Some sure support against despair. 

Isaac Watts. 

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REPENTANCE AND FAITH 



223 s.m. 

OTHAT I could repent. 
With all ray idols part, 
And to thy gracious eye present 
An humble, contrite heart : 

2 A heart with grief oppressed. 
For having grieved my God : 

A troubled heart, that cannot rest 
Till sprinkled with thy blood. 

3 Jesus, on me bestow 
The penitent desire : 

With true sincerity of woe 
My aching breast inspire. 

4 With softening pity look, 
And melt my hardness down ; 

Strike with thy love's resistless stroke, 
And break this heart of stone. 

Charles Wesley. 

224 L.M. 

WHEREWITH. O Lord, shall I draw near, 
And bow myself before thy face? 
How in thy purer eyes appear? 

What shall I bring to gain thy grace? 

2 Will gifts delight the Lord Most High? 
Will multiplied oblations please? 

Thousands of rams his favor buy, 
Or slaughtered hecatombs appease? 

3 Can these avert the wrath of God ? 
Can these wash out my guilty stain? 

Rivers of oil, and seas of blood, 
Alas ! they all must flow in vain. 

4 Who would himself to thee approve. 
Must take the path thyself hast showed : 

Justice pursue, and mercy love. 

And humbly walk by faith with God. 

5 But though my life henceforth be thine, 
Present for past can ne'er atone ; 

Though I to thee the whole resign, 
I only give thee back thine own. 

137 



THE GOSPEL 



6 Guilty I stand before thy face ; 

On me I feel thy wrath abide ; 
'Tis just the sentence should take place ; 

'Tis just, but, oh, thy Son hath died ! 

Charles Wesley. 

225 l. m. 

JESUS, the sinner's friend, to thee, 
Lost and undone, for aid I flee, 
Weary of earth, myself, and sin ; 
Open thine arms, and take me in. 

2 Pity and heal my sin-sick soul ; 
'Tis thou alone canst make me whole ; 
Dark, till in me thine image shine, 
And lost, I am, till thou art mine. 

3 At last I own it cannot be 
That I should fit myself for thee : 
Llere, then, to thee I all resign ; 
Thine is the work, and only thine. 

4 What shall I say thy grace to move? 
Lord, I am sin, but thou art love : 

1 give up every plea beside — 
Lord, I am lost but thou hast died. 

Charles Wesley. 

226 s.t.d. 

COME, thou Fount of every blessing, 
Tune my heart to sing thy grace ; 
Streams of mercy, never ceasing, 

Call for songs of loudest praise : 
Teach me some melodious sonnet, 
Sung by flaming tongues above ; 
Praise the mount — I'm fixed upon it, 
Mount of thy redeeming love ! 

2 Here I raise my Ebenezer, 
Hither by thy help I'm come ; 

And I hope, by thy good pleasure, 

Safely to arrive at home. 
Jesus sought me when a stranger, 

Wandering from the fold of God ; 
He, to rescue me from danger, 

Interposed his precious blood. 

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REPENTANCE AND FAITH 



3 Oh, to grace how great a debtor 

Daily I'm constrained to be ! 
Let thy goodness, like a fetter, 

Bind my wandering heart to thee ; 
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it, 

Prone to leave the God I love ; 
Here's my heart, oh, take and seal it, 

Seal it for thy courts above. 

Robert Robinson. 



227 8.5.8.3. 

ART thou weary, art thou languid, 
Art thou sore distressed? 
"Come to me," saith One, "and coming, 
Be at rest." 

2 Hath he marks to lead me to him, 
If he be my Guide? 

"In his feet and hands are wound-prints, 
And his side." 

3 Is there diadem, as Monarch, 
That his brow adorns? 

"Yea, a crown, in very surety ; 
But of thorns." 

4 If I find him, if I follow, 
What his guerdon here? 

"Many a sorrow, many a labor, 
Many a tear." 

5 If I still hold closely to him, 
What hath he at last? 

"Sorrow vanquished, labor ended, 
Jordan passed." 

6 If I ask him to receive me, 
Will he say me nay? 

"Not till earth and not till heaven 
Pass away." 

7 Finding, following, keeping, struggling, 
Is he sure to bless? 

"Saints, apostles, prophets, martyrs, 
Answer, Yes." 

St. Stephen the Sabaite, tr. by John M. Neale. 
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228 8.5. 

PASS me not, O gentle Savior, 
Hear my humble cry ; 
While on others thou art smiling, 
Do not pass me by. 

2 Let me at a throne of mercy 
Find a sweet relief ; 

Kneeling there in deep contrition, 
Help my unbelief. 

3 Trusting only in thy merit, 
Would I seek thy face ; 

Heal my wounded, broken spirit, 
Save me by thy grace. 

4 Thou the Spring of all my comfort, 
More than life to me, 

Whom have I on earth beside thee? 
Whom in heaven but thee? 

Fanny J. Crosby. 



229 h.m. 

COME, my fond, fluttering heart; 
Come, thou must now be free ; 
Thou and the world must part, 

However hard it be : 
My weeping passions own 'tis just, 
Yet cling still closer to the dust.. 

2 Ye tempting sweets, forbear, 
Ye dearest idols, fall ; 

My love ye can not share, 

For Jesus must have all. 
'Tis bitter pain, 'tis cruel smart, 
But, oh, thou must consent, my heart. 

3 Ye fair, enchanting throng, 
Ye golden dreams, farewell ; 

Earth has prevailed too long, 

Now I must break the spell. 
Go, cherished joys of early years : 
Jesus, forgive these parting tears. 
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4 Welcome, thou bleeding cross, 

Thou only way to God : 
My former gains were loss ; 

My path was folly's road ; 
At last my heart is undeceived, 
The world is given and God received. 

Jane Taylor. 

230 l.m. 

LORD, I despair myself to heal ; 
I see my sin, but cannot feel ; 

1 cannot, till thy Spirit blow 
And bid the obedient waters flow. 

2 'Tis thine a heart of flesh to give ; 
Thy gifts I only can receive ; 
Here, then, to thee I all resign ; 

To draw, redeem and seal, are thine. 

3 With simple faith, on thee I call, 
My light, my life, my Lord, my all : 
I wait the moving of the pool ; 

I wait the word that speaks me whole. 

4 Speak, gracious Lord, my sickness cure, 
Make my infected nature pure ; 

Peace, righteousness and joy impart, 
And pour thyself into my heart. 

Charles Wesley. 



231 C.M.D. 

HOW oft have I the Spirit grieved, 
Since first with me he strove; 
How obstinately disbelieved, 
And trampled on his love ! 
How have I sinned against the light, 

Broken from his embrace, 
And would not, when I freely might, 
Be justified by grace ! 

2 But after all that I have done 

To drive him from my heart, 
The Spirit leaves me not alone, 

He doth not yet depart ; 

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He will not give the sinner o'er, 

Ready e'en now to save, 
He bids me come as heretofore, 

That I his grace may have. 

3 I take thee at thy gracious word ; 

My foolishness I mourn, 
And unto my redeeming Lord, 

However late, I turn : 
Savior, I yield, I yield at last ; 

I hear thy speaking blood ; 
Myself, with all my sins, I cast 

On my atoning God. Charles Wesley. 

232 l. m. 

OFOR a glance of heavenly day, 
To take this stubborn heart away. 
And thaw, with beams of love divine, 
This heart, this frozen heart of mine ! 

2 The rocks can rend ; the earth can quake ; 
The seas can roar ; the mountains shake : 
Of feeling, all things show some sign, 

But this unfeeling heart of mine. 

3 To hear the sorrows thou hast felt, 
O Lord, an adamant would melt: 
But I can read each moving line, 
And nothing moves this heart of mine. 

4 Thy judgments, too, which devils fear, 
Amazing thought ! unmoved I hear ; 
Goodness and wrath in vain combine 
To stir this stupid heart of mine. 

5 But power divine can do the deed, 
And, Lord, that power I greatly need : 
Thy Spirit can from dross refine, 

And melt and change this heart of mine. 

Joseph Hart. 

233 

SAVIOR, in whose name I pray, 
Thou the life, the truth, the way ; 
At the cross of Calvary, 
Is there room for me? 



142 



REPENTANCE AND FAITH 



Chorus 

Yes, there's room for me ; 
Yes, there's room for me ; 
Savior, on thy loving breast 
Let me sweetly rest. 

2 At the sprinkled merey-seat 
Let me find acceptance sweet ; 
Thousands there for refuge flee ; 
Is there room for me? 

3 Many in thy life below 

Sought thee, pressed by want or woe ; 
Many now are seeking thee ; 
Is there room for me? 

4 In the city built on high. 
Far beyond this changeful sky, 
Loved ones now thy beauty see ; 

Is there room for me? Eliza E. Hewitt. 

Copyright, 1900, by Win. J. Kirkpatriek. 



234 s.t.3. 

LORD, I hear of showers of blessing 
Thou art scattering full and free ; 
Showers, the thirsty land refreshing ; 
Let some drops now fall on me, 
Even me. 

2 Pass me not, O God, my Father, 
Sinful though my heart may be ; 

Thou mightest leave me, but the rather 
Let thy mercy light on me, 
Even me. 

3 Pass me not, O gracious Savior, 
Let me live and cling to thee ; 

I am longing for thy favor ; 

Whilst thou art calling, O call me, 
Even me. 

4 Pass me not, O mighty Spirit, 
Thou canst make the blind to see ; 

Witnesser of Jesus' merit, 

Speak the word of power to me, 
Even me. 



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5 Have I long in sin been sleeping. 
Long been slighting, grieving thee? 

Has the world my heart been keeping? 
O forgive and rescue me ! 
Even me. 

6 Love of God, so pure and changeless, 
Blood of Christ, so rich and free, 

Grace of God. so strong and boundless, 
Magnify them all in me. 
Even me. 

7 Pass me not. thy lost one bringing, 
Bind my heart. O Lord, to thee : 

Whilst the streams of life are springing. 
Blessing others, O bless me, 
Even me. 

Elizabeth Codner. 



235 s.5. 

I'VE wandered far away from God, 
Xow I'm coming home : 
The paths of sin too long I've trod, 
Lord, I'm coming home. 

Chorus 

Coming home, coming home, 

Nevermore to roam ; 
Open wide thine arms of love, 

Lord, I'm coming home. 

2 "I've wasted many precious years, 
Xow I'm coming home : 

I now repent with bitter tears, 
Lord. I'm coming home. 

3 I'm tired of sin and straying. Lord, 
Xow I'm coming home : 

I'll trust thy love, believe thy word, 
Lord. I'm coming home. 

4 My soul is sick, my heart is sore, 
Xow I'm coming home : 

My strength renew, my hope restore, 
Lord, I'm coming home. 



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5 My only hope, my only plea, 
Now I'm coming home, 

That Jesus died, and died for me, 
Lord, I'm coming home. 

6 I need his cleansing blood, I know, 
Now I'm coming home : 

Oh, wash me whiter than the snow, 

Lord, I'm coming home. Wm. j, Kirkpatrick. 

Copyright, 1892, by Wm. J. Kirkpatrick. 

236 S. M. D. 

AH ! WHITHER should I go, 
Burdened and sick and faint? 
To whom should I my trouble show, 

And pour out my complaint? 
My Savior bids me come ; 

Ah ! why do I delay ? 
He calls the weary sinner home, 
And yet from him I stay. 

2 What is it keeps me back, 
From which I cannot part, 

Which will not let the Savior take 

Possession of my heart? 
Searcher of hearts, in mine 

Thy trying power display ; 
Into its darkest corners shine, 

And take the veil away. 

3 I now believe, in thee 
Compassion reigns alone ; 

According to my faith, to me 

O let it, Lord, be done ! 
In me is all the bar, 

Which thou wouldst fain remove ; 
Remove it, and I shall declare 

That God is Only love. Charles Wesley, 

237 s.m. 

AND can I yet delay 
My little all to give? 
To tear my soul from earth away 
For Jesus to receive? 

145 



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2 Nay, but I yield, I yield ; 
I can hold out no more ; 

I sink, by dying love compelled, 
And own thee conqueror. 

3 Though late, I all forsake ; 
My friends, my all. resign : 

Gracious Redeemer, take, O take, 
And seal me ever thine. 

4 Come, and possess me whole, 
Nor hence again remove ; 

Settle and fix my wavering soul 
With all thy weight of love. 

5 My one desire be this, 
Thy only love to know, 

To seek and taste no other bliss, 
No other good below. 

6 My life, my portion thou ; 
Thou all-sufficient art ; 

My hope, my heavenly treasure, now 
Enter and keep my heart. 

Charles Wesley. 



D 1 



238 s.m. 

^ID Christ o'er sinners weep, 
And shall our cheeks be dry? 
Let floods of penitential grief 
Burst forth from every eye. 

2 The Son of God in tears 
The wondering angels see ! 

Be thou astonished, O my soul ; 
He shed those tears for thee. 

3 He wept that we might weep ; 
Each sin demands a tear : 

In heaven alone no sin is found, 
And there's no weeping there. 

Benjamin Beddome. 

239 L.M. 

J EST as I am, without one plea, 
But that thy blood was shed for me, 
And that thou bidd'st me come to thee, 
O Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 

146 



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2 Just as I am, and waiting not 
To rid my soul of one dark blot, 

To thee whose blood can cleanse each spot, 
O Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 

3 Just as I am, though tossed about 
With many a conflict, many a doubt, 
Fightings within, and fears without, 

O Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 

4 Just as I am — poor, wretched, blind — 
Sight, riches, healing of the mind, 
Yea, all I need, in thee to find, 

O Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 

5 Just as I am, thou wilt receive, 
Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve, 
Because thy promise I believe, 

O Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 

6 Just as I am, thy love unknown 
Hath broken every barrier down ; 
Now, to be thine, yea, thine alone 

O Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 

Charlotte Elliott. 

240 c. m. 

HOW sad our state by nature is ! 
Our sin, how deep it stains ! 
And Satan binds our captive souls 
Fast in his slavish chains. 

2 But there's a voice of sovereign grace 
Sounds from the sacred word : 

Ho ! ye despairing sinners, come, 
And trust a faithful Lord. 

3 My soul obeys the gracious call, 
And runs to this relief ; 

I would believe thy promise, Lord ; 
O help my unbelief ! 

4 To the blest fountain of thy blood, 
Incarnate God, I fly ; 

Here let me wash my guilty soul 
From crimes of deepest dye. 

147 



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5 A guilty, weak and helpless worm, 

Into thine arms I fall ; 
Be thou my strength and righteousness, 

My Savior, and my all. Isaac Watts. 

241 8.7. 

LIGHT of those whose dreary dwelling 
Borders on the shades of death, 
Come, and, by thyself revealing, 
Dissipate the clouds beneath. 

2 Thou, new heaven and earth's Creator, 
In our deepest darkness rise, 

Scattering all the night of nature, 
Pouring day upon our eyes. 

3 Still we wait for thine appearing ; 
Life and joy thy beams impart, 

Chasing all our fears, and cheering 
Every poor, benighted heart. 

4 Come, extend thy wonted favor 
To our ruined, guilty race ; 

Come, thou blest, exalted Savior ; 
Come, apply thy saving grace. 

5 By thine all-atoning merit, 
Every burdened soul release ; 

By the teachings of thy Spirit, 

Guide US into perfect peace. Charles Wesley. 

242 7.6i. 

BY THY birth, and by thy tears ; 
By thy human griefs and fears ; 
By thy conflict in the hour 
Of the subtle tempter's power, 
Savior, look with pitying eye ; 
Savior, help me, or I die. 

2 By the tenderness that wept 
O'er the grave where Lazarus slept ; 
By the bitter tears that flowed 
Over Salem's lost abode, 
Savior, look with pitying eye ; 
Savior, help me, or I die. 

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3 By thy lonely hour of prayer ; 
By the fearful conflict there ; 
By thy cross and dying cries ; 
By thy one great sacrifice, 
Savior, look with pitying eye ; 
Savior, help me, or I die. 

4 By thy triumph o'er the grave ; 
By thy power the lost to save ; 
By thy high, majestic throne ; 
By the empire all thine own, 
Savior, look with pitying eye ; 
Savior, help me, or I die. 

Robert Grant. 



243 7.6i. 

ROCK of ages, cleft for me, 
Let me hide myself in thee ; 
Let the water and the blood, 
From thy wounded side which flowed, 
Be of sin the double cure, 
Save from wrath and make me pure. 

2 Could my tears forever flow, 
Could my zeal no languor know, 
These for sin could not atone ; 
Thou must save and thou alone : 
In my hand no price I bring ; 
Simply to the cross I cling. 

3 While I draw this fleeting breath, 
When my eyes shall close in death, 
When I rise to worlds unknown, 
And behold thee on thy throne, 
Rock of ages, cleft for me, 

Let me hide myself in thee. 

Augustus M. Toplady, alt. 



244 c. m. 

FATHER, I stretch my hands to thee; 
No other help I know ; 
If thou withdraw thyself from me, 
Ah! whither shall I go? 

149 



THE GOSPEL 



Chorus 

1 do believe, I now believe, 
That Jesus died for me, 

And that he shed his precious blood 
From sin to set me free. 

2 What did thine only Son endure, 
Before I drew my breath ! 

What pain, what labor, to secure 
My soul from endless death ! 

3 O Jesus, could I this believe 
I now should feel thy power, 

And all my wants thou wouldst relieve, 
In this accepted hour. 

4 Author of faith ! to thee I lift 
My weary, longing eyes : 

O let me now receive that gift ; 
My soul without it dies. 

5 Surely thou canst not let me die ; 
O speak, and I shall live ; 

And here will I unwearied lie. 
Till thou thy Spirit give. 

6 How would my fainting soul rejoice, 
Could I but see thy face ; 

Now let me hear thy quickening voice. 
And taste thy pardoning grace. 

Charles Wesley. 



Provisions and Promises 

245 cm. 

THERE is a fountain filled with blood 
Drawn from Immanuel's veins ; 
And sinners, plunged beneath that flood, 
Lose all their guilty stains. 

2 The dying thief rejoiced to see 

That fountain in his day ; 
And there have I, as vile as he, 

Washed all my sins away. 

150 



PROVISIONS AND PROMISES 



3 Thou dying Lamb ! thy precious blood 
Shall never lose its power, 

Till all the ransomed church of God 
Are saved to sin no more. 

4 E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream 
Thy flowing wounds supply, 

Redeeming love has been my theme, 
And shall be till I die. 

5 Then in a nobler, sweeter song, 
I'll sing thy power to save, 

When this poor lisping, stammering tongue 
Lies silent in the grave. William Cowper. 



THE gospel ! oh, what endless charms 
Dwell in that blissful sound ; 
Its influence every fear disarms, 
And spreads delight around. 

2 Here pardon, life and joy divine, 
In rich effusion flow 

For guilty rebels, lost in sin, 
And doomed to endless woe. 

3 The almighty Former of the skies 
Stoops to our vile abode, 

While angels view with wondering eyes, 
And hail the incarnate God. 

4 How rich the depths of love divine, 
Of bliss a boundless store ! 

Redeemer, let me call thee mine, 
Thy fulness I implore. 

5 On thee alone my hope relies ; 
Beneath thy cross I fall; 

My Lord, my life, my sacrifice, 

My Savior, and my all ! Anne Steele. 



246 



C. M. 




CM. 



Who knows the joyful sound. 



151 



THE GOSPEL 



2 Poor, sinful, thirsty, fainting souls 
Are freely welcome here ; 

Salvation, like a river, rolls 
Abundant, free and clear. 

3 Come, then, with all your wants and wounds ; 
Your every burden bring : 

Here love, unchanging love, abounds, 
A deep, celestial spring. 

4 Whoever will, O gracious word ! 
May of this stream partake ; 

Come, thirsty souls, and bless the Lord, 
And drink for Jesus' sake. 

5 Millions of sinners, vile as you, 
Have here found life and peace ; 

Come, then, and prove its virtues too, 
And drink, adore and bless. 

Samuel Medley, alt. 



248 l.m. 

OF HIM who did salvation bring, 
I could forever think and sing ; 
Arise, ye needy, he'll relieve ; 
Arise, ye guilty, he'll forgive. 

2 Ask but his grace, and, lo, 'tis given ; 
Ask, and he turns your hell to heaven : 
Though sin and sorrow wound my soul, 
Jesus, thy balm will make it whole. 

3 To shame our sins he blushed in blood ; 
He closed his eyes to show us God : 

Let all the world fall down and know 
That none but God such love can show. 

4 'Tis thee I love, for thee alone 

I shed my tears and make my moan; 
Where'er I am, where'er I move, 
I meet the object of my love. 

5 Insatiate to this spring I fly ; 
I drink, and yet am ever dry : 

Ah ! who against thy charms is proof? 
Ah ! who that loves can love enough? 

Bernard of Clairvaux, tr. by Anthony "W. Boehm. 

152 



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249 cm. 

WHAT shall I do my God to love? 
My loving God to praise? 
The length and breadth and height to prove, 
And depth of sovereign grace? 

2 Thy sovereign grace to all extends, 
Immense and uncon fined ; 

From age to age it never ends ; 
It reaches all mankind. 

3 Throughout the world its breadth is known, 
Wide as infinity : 

So wide it never passed by one, 
Or it had passed by me. 

4 My trespass was grown up to heaven ; 
But, far above the skies, 

Through Christ abundantly forgiven, 
I see thy mercies rise. 

5 The depth of all-redeeming love, 
What angel tongue can tell? 

O may I to the utmost prove 

The gift Unspeakable. Charles Wesley. 



250 cm. 

HOW great the wisdom, power and grace, 
Which in redemption shine ! 
The heavenly host with joy confess 
The work is all divine. 

2 Before his feet they cast their crowns, 
Those crowns which Jesus gave, 

And, with ten thousand thousand tongues, 
Proclaim his power to save. 

3 They tell the triumphs of his cross, 
The sufferings which he bore ; 

How low he stooped, how high he rose, 
And rose to stoop no more. 

4 With them let us our voices raise, 
And still the song renew ; 

Salvation well deserves the praise 

Of men and angels tOO, Benjamin Beddome. 



153 



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251 cm. 

THY ceaseless, unexhausted love, 
Unmerited and free, 
Delights our evil to remove, 
And help our misery. 

2 Thou waitest to be gracious still ; 
Thou dost with sinners bear ; 

That, saved, we may thy goodness feel, 
And all thy grace declare. 

3 Thy goodness and thy truth to me, 
To every soul, abound ; 

A vast, unfathomable sea, 

Where all our thoughts are drowned. 

4 Its streams the whole creation reach, 
So plenteous is the store ; 

Enough for all, enough for each, 
Enough forevermore. 

5 Faithful, O Lord, thy mercies are, 
A rock that cannot move : 

A thousand promises declare 
Thy constancy of love. 

6 Throughout the universe it reigns, 
Unalterably sure ; 

And while the truth of God remains, 

His goodness must endure. Charles Wesley. 

252 km. 

HAPPY the man who finds the grace, 
The blessing of God's chosen race, 
The wisdom coming from above, 
The faith that sweetly works by love. 

2 Happy, beyond description, he 
Who knows "the Savior died for me !" 
The gift unspeakable obtains, 

And heavenly understanding gains. 

3 Wisdom divine ! who tells the price 
Of wisdom's costly merchandise? 
Wisdom to silver we prefer, 

And gold is dross compared to her. 



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4 Her hands are filled with length of days, 
True riches and immortal praise, 

Riches of Christ on all bestowed, 
And honor that descends from God. 

5 To purest joys she all invites, 
Chaste, holy, spiritual delights ; 
Her ways are ways of pleasantness, 
And all her flowery paths are peace. 

6 Happy the man who wisdom gains ; 
Thrice happy, who his guest retains : 
He owns, and shall forever own, 
Wisdom, and Christ, and heaven, are one. 

Charles Wesley. 

253 s. m. 

GRACE ! 'tis a charming sound, 
Harmonious to the ear ; 
Heaven with the echo shall resound, 

And all the earth shall hear. 
Chorus 

Sing hallelujah, praise Jehovah ! 
Hallelujah, hallelujah, 
Hallelujah, praise ye the Lord ! 

2 Grace first contrived a way 
To save rebellious man ; 

And all the steps that grace display, 
Which drew the wondrous plan. 

3 Grace taught my roving feet 
To tread the heavenly road; 

And new supplies each hour I meet, 
While pressing on to God. 

4 Grace all the work shall crown 
Through everlasting days ; 

It lays in heaven the topmost stone, 
And well deserves our praise. 

Philip Doddridge. 

254 cm. 

SALVATION ! O the joyful sound ! 
What pleasure to our ears ! 
A sovereign balm for every wound, 
A cordial for our fears. 

155 



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2 Salvation ! let the echo fly 
The spacious earth around, 

While all the armies of the sky 
Conspire to raise the sound. 

3 Salvation ! O thou bleeding Lamb ! 
To thee the praise belongs : 

Salvation shall inspire our hearts, 
And dwell upon our tongues. Isaac watts. 

255 7. 6. D 

FROM Sinai's cloud of darkness 
The vivid lightnings play, 
They serve the God of vengeance, 

The Lord who shall repay. 
Each fault must bring its penance, 

Each sin the avenging blade ; 
For God upholds in justice 
The laws that he hath made. 

2 But Calvary stands to ransom 
The earth from utter loss, 

In shade than light more glorious, 

The shadow of the cross : 
To heal a sick world's trouble, 

To soothe its woe and pain, 
On Calvary's sacred summit 

The paschal Lamb was slain. 

3 The boundless might of heaven 
Its law in mercy furled, 

As once the bow of promise 

O'erarched a drowning world : 
The law said, As you keep me 

It shall be done to you ; 
But Calvary prays, Forgive them, 

They know not what they do. 

4 Almighty God ! direct us 
To keep thy perfect law ! 

O blessed Savior, help us 

Nearer to thee to draw ; 
Let Sinai's thunders aid us 

To guard our feet from sin, 
And Calvary's light inspire us 

The love of God to win. John Hay. 

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The Christian Life 



Justification and Regeneration 

256 L. M. 

HAPPY day, that fixed my choice 
On thee, my Savior and my God ! 
Well may this glowing heart rejoice, 
And tell its raptures all abroad. 

Chorus 

Happy day, happy day, 

When Jesus washed my sins away ! 

He taught me how to watch and pray, 

And live rejoicing every day ; 

Happy day, happy day, 

When Jesus washed my sins away ! 

2 O happy bond, that seals my vows 
To him who merits all my love ! 

Let cheerful anthems fill his house, 
While to that sacred shrine I move. 

3 'Tis done, the great transaction's done ! 
I am my Lord's, and he is mine ; 

He drew me, and I followed on, 

Charmed to confess the voice divine. 

4 Now rest, my long-divided heart ! 
Fixed on this blissful center, rest ; 

Nor ever from thy Lord depart, 
With him of every good possessed. 

5 High heaven, that heard the solemn vow, 
That vow renewed shall daily hear, 

Till in life's latest hour I bow, 

And bless in death a bond so dear. 

Philip Doddridge. 



257 c. M. D. 

I HEARD the voice of Jesus say, 
"Come unto me and rest ; 
Lay down, thou weary one, lay down 
Thy head upon my breast!" 

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I came to Jesus as I was, 
Weary and worn and sad ; 

1 found in him a resting-place, 
And he hath made me glad. 

2 I heard the voice of Jesus say, 
"Behold, I freely give 

The living water, thirsty one, 
Stoop down and drink and live !" 

I came to Jesus, and I drank 
Of that life-giving stream ; 

My thirst was quenched, my soul revived, 
And now I live in him. 

3 I heard the voice of Jesus say, 
"I am this dark world's light ; 

Look unto me, thy morn shall rise 

And all thy day be bright !" 
I looked to Jesus, and I found 

In him my star, my sun ; 
And in that light of life I'll walk, 

Till all my journey's done. 

Horatius Bonar. 



258 cm. 

MY GOD, my God, to thee I cry ; 
Thee only would I know : 
Thy purifying blood apply, 
And wash me white as snow. 

2 Touch me, and make the leper clean ; 
Purge my iniquity : 

Unless thou wash my soul from sin, 
I have no part in thee. 

3 But art thou not already mine? 
Answer, if mine thou art : 

Whisper within, thou Love divine, 
And cheer my drooping heart. 

4 Behold, for me the Victim bleeds, 
His wounds are open wide ; 

For me the blood of sprinkling pleads, 
And speaks me justified. 

Charles Wesley. 

158 



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259 CM. 

AMAZING grace ! how sweet the sound, 
That saved a wretch like rae ! 

1 once was lost, but now am found, 
Was blind, but now I see. 

2 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, 
And grace my fears relieved ; 

How precious did that grace appear 
The hour I first believed ! 

3 Through many dangers, toils and snares, 
I have already come ; 

'Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far, 
And grace will lead me home. 

4 The Lord has promised good to me, 
His word my hope secures ; 

He will my shield and portion be 
As long as life endures. 

5 Yes, when this flesh and heart shall fail, 
And mortal life shall cease, 

I shall possess, within the veil, 
A life of joy and peace. 

6 The earth shall soon dissolve like snow, 
The sun forbear to shine ; 

But God, who called me here below, 

Will be forever mine. j hn Newton. 



260 c. m. 

LOVERS of pleasure more than God, 
For you he suffered pain : 

1 or you the Savior spilt his blood : 
And shall he bleed in vain? 

2 Sinners, his life for you he paid ; 
Your basest crimes he bore ; 

Your sins were all on Jesus laid, 
That you might sin no more. 

3 To earth the great Redeemer came, 
That you might come to heaven ; 

Believe, believe in Jesus' name, 
And all your sin's forgiven. 



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4 Believe in him who died for thee, 

And, sure as he hath died, 
Thy debt is paid, thy soul is free, 

And thou art justified. Charles Wesley. 

261 cm. 

IN HOPE, against all human hope, 
Self-desperate, I believe; 
Thy quickening word shall raise me up ; 
Thou wilt thy Spirit give. 

2 The thing surpasses all my thought, 
But faithful is my Lord; 

Through unbelief I stagger not, 
For God hath spoke the word. 

3 Faith, mighty faith, the promise sees, 
And looks to that alone; 

Laughs at impossibilities, 

And cries, k Tt shall be done !" 

4 To thee the glory of thy power 
And faithfulness I give ; 

1 shall in Christ, at that glad hour, 
And Christ in me shall live. 

5 Obedient faith, that waits on thee, 
Thou never wilt reprove ; 

But thou wilt form thy Son in me, 
And perfect me in love. Charles Wesley. 

262 S. M. D. 

A GOODLY formal saint, 
I long appeared in sight, 
By self and Satan taught to paint 

My tomb, my nature, white. 
The Pharisee within 

Still undisturbed remained, 
The strong man, armed with guilt of sin, 
Safe in his palace reigned. 

2 But, oh, the jealous God 
In my behalf came down ; 

Jesus himself the stronger showed, 
And claimed me for his own. 



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My spirit he alarmed, 

And brought into distress ; 
He shook and bound the strong man, armed 

In his self -righteousness. 

3 Faded my virtuous show, 

My form without the power ; 
The sin-convincing Spirit blew, 

And blasted every flower. 
My mouth was stopped, and shame 

Covered my guilty face ; 
I fell on the atoning Lamb, 

And I was saved by grace. 

Charles Wesley. 



263 cm. 

IN EVIL long I took delight, 
Unawed by shame or fear, 
Till a new object struck my sight, 
And stopped my wild career. 

2 I saw One hanging on a tree, 
In agonies and blood, 

Who fixed his languid eyes on me, 
As near his cross I stood. 

3 Sure never till my latest breath 
Can I forget that look : 

It seemed to charge me with his death, 
Though not a word he spoke. 

4 My conscience felt and owned the guilt, 
And plunged me in despair ; 

I saw my sins his blood had spilt, 
And helped to nail him there. 

5 Alas ! I knew not what I did ! 
But now my tears are vain : 

Where shall my trembling soul be hid? 
For I the Lord have slain ! 

6 A second look he gave, which said, 
"I freely shall forgive; 

This blood is for thy ransom paid ; 
I die that thou mayst live." 

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7 Thus, while his death my sin displays 

In all its blackest hue. 
Such is the mystery of grace, 

It seals my pardon too. j hn Newton. 

264 L. M. D. 

JESUS, my all, to heaven is gone. 
He whom I fix my hopes upon : 
His track I see. and I'll pursue 
The narrow way. till him I view. 
The way the holy prophets went. 
The road that leads from banishment, 
The King's highway of holiness. 
I'll go, for all his paths are peace. 

2 This is the way I long have sought, 
And mourned because I found it not ; 
My grief a burden long has been. 
Because I was not saved from sin. 
The more I strove against its power. 

1 felt its weight and guilt the more : 
Till late I heard my Savior say. 
"Come hither, soul, I am the way." 

3 Lo ! glad I come : and thou, blest Lamb, 
Shalt take me to thee as I am : 

Nothing but sin have I to give, 
Nothing but love shall I receive. 
Then will I tell to sinners round. 
What a dear Savior I have found : 
I'll point to thy redeeming blood, 
And say, "Behold the way to God." 

John Cennick. 

265 i,m. 

LET not the wise their wisdom boast, 
The mighty glory in their might, 
The rich in nattering riches trust. 
Which take their everlasting flight. 

2 The rush of numerous years bears down 
The most gigantic strength of man : 

And where is all his wisdom gone, 
When, dust, he turns to dust again? 



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3 One only gift can justify 

The boasting soul that knows his God ; 
When Jesus doth his blood apply, 
I glory in his sprinkled blood. 

4 The Lord my righteousness I praise, 
I triumph in the love divine ; 

The wisdom, wealth and strength of grace, 
In Christ to endless ages mine. 

Charles Wesley. 



-TJ- An interest in the Savior's blood? 
Died he for me, who caused his pain? 

For me, who him to death pursued? 
Amazing love ! how can it be 
That thou, my Lord, shouldst die for me? 

2 'Tis mystery all I the Immortal dies ! 
Who can explore his strange design? 

In vain the first-born seraph tries 

To sound the depths of love divine ; 
'Tis mercy all ! let earth adore : 
Let angel minds inquire no more. 

3 He left his Father's throne above, 
So free, so infinite his grace ! 

Emptied himself of all but love, 

And bled for Adam's helpless race ; 
'Tis mercy all, immense and free, 
For, O my God, it found out me ! 

4 Long my imprisoned spirit lay, 

Fast bound in sin and nature's night ; 
Thine eye diffused a quickening ray ; 

I woke ; the dungeon flamed with light : 
My chains fell off, my heart was free, 
I rose, went forth, and followed thee. 

5 No condemnation now I dread, 
Jesus, with all in him, is mine ; 

Alive in him, my living Head, 

And clothed in righteousness divine, 
Bold I approach the eternal throne, 
And claim the crown, through Christ, my own. 



266 



L. M. 6 1. 




ND can it be that I should gain 



Charles Wesley. 



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267 L.M. 

AUTHOR of faith, eternal Word, 
Whose Spirit breathes the active flame, 
Faith, like its finisher and Lord, 
To-day, as yesterday, the same ; 

2 To thee our humble hearts aspire, 
And ask the gift unspeakable ; 

Increase in us the kindled fire, 
In us the work of faith fulfil. 

3 By faith we know thee strong to save ; 
Save us, a present Savior thou : 

Whatever we hope, by faith we have ; 
Future and past subsisting now. 

4 To him that in thy name believes, 
Eternal life with thee is given ; 

Into himself he all receives, 

Pardon and holiness and heaven. 

5 The things unknown to feeble sense, 
Unseen by reason's glimmering ray, 

With strong, commanding evidence, 
Their heavenly origin display. 

6 Faith lends its realizing light ; 

The clouds disperse, the shadows fly ; 
The Invisible appears in sight, 
And God is seen by mortal eye. 

Charles Wesley. 



268 i 

I STAND all bewildered with wonder, 
And gaze on the ocean of love ; 
And over its waves to my spirit, 
Comes peace like a heavenly dove. 

Chorus 

The cross now covers my sins ; 

The past is under the blood ; 
I'm trusting in Jesus for all : 

My will is the will of my God. 

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2 I struggled and wrestled to win it, — 
The blessing that setteth me free ; 

But, when I had ceased from my struggles, 
His peace Jesus gave unto me. 

3 He laid his hand on me and healed me, 
And bade me be every whit whole ; 

1 touched but the hem of his garment, 
And glory came thrilling my soul. 

4 The Prince of my peace is now passing, 
The light of his face is on me ; 

But listen, beloved, he speaketh : 
"My peace I now give unto thee." 

W, Craft. 

269 L. M, 6 1. 

NOW I have found the ground wherein 
Sure my soul's anchor may remain — 
The wounds of Jesus, for my sin, 

Before the world's foundation slain : 
Whose mercy shall unshaken stay, 
When heaven and earth are fled away. 

2 Father, thine everlasting grace 
Our scanty thought surpasses far : 

Thy heart still melts with tenderness; 

Thine arms of love still open are, 
Returning sinners to receive, 
That mercy they may taste and live. 

3 O Love, thou bottomless abyss, 
My sins are swallowed up in thee ! 

Covered is my unrighteousness, 

Nor spot of guilt remains on me, 
While Jesus' blood, through earth and skies, 
Mercy, free, boundless mercy, cries. 

4 By faith I plunge me in this sea ; 
Here is my hope, my joy, my rest ; 

Hither, when hell assails, I flee ; 

I look' into my Savior's breast: 
Away, sad doubt and anxious fear ! 
Mercy is all that's written there. 

Johann A. Rothe, tr. by John Wesley. 
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270 L. M 61. 

THOUGH waves and storms go o'er my head, 
Though strength and health and friends be gone, 
Though joys be withered all, and dead, 
Though every comfort be withdrawn ; 
On this my steadfast soul relies, 
Father, thy mercy never dies. 

2 Fixed on this ground will I remain, 
Though my heart fail, and flesh decay ; 

This anchor shall my soul sustain, 
When earth's foundations melt away ; 

Mercy's full power I then shall prove, 

Loved with an everlasting Love. 

Johann A. Rothe, tr. by John Wesley. 

271 7, 

HARK, my soul, it is the Lord ! 
'Tis thy Savior, hear his word ; 
Jesus speaks, he speaks to thee : 
"Say, poor sinner, lovest thou me? 

2 "I delivered thee when bound, 

And, when bleeding, healed thy wound ; 
Sought thee wandering, set thee right, 
Turned thy darkness into light. 

3 "Can a mother's tender care 
Cease toward the child she bare? 
Yes, she may forgetful be, 

Yet will I remember thee. 

4 "Mine is an unchanging love, 
Higher than the heights above, 
Deeper than the depths beneath, 
Free and faithful, strong as death. 

5 "Thou shalt see my glory soon, 
When the work of faith is done ; 
Partner of my throne shalt be ; 
Say, poor sinner, lovest thou me?" 

6 Lord, it is my chief complaint 
That my love is weak and faint ; 
Yet I love thee and adore : 

O for grace to love thee more ! 

William Cowper. 

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272 s. t. 

ALL my life long I had panted 
For a draught from some cool spring 
That I hoped would quench the burning 
Of the thirst I felt within. 

Chorus 

Hallelujah ! I have found him — 
Whom my soul so long has craved ! 

Jesus satisfies my longings : 

Through his blood I now am saved. 

2 Feeding on the husks around me. 
Till my strength was almost gone, 

Longed my soul for something better. 
Only still to hunger on. 

3 Poor I was, and sought for riches, 
Something that would satisfy. 

But the dust I gathered round me 
Only mocked my soul's sad cry. 

4 Well of water, ever springing. 
Bread of life, so rich and free, 

Untold wealth that never faileth, 
My Redeemer is to me. 

Clara Tear Williams. 



273 L. M. 61. 

MY HOPE is built on nothing less 
Than Jesus' blood and righteousness ; 

1 dare not trust the sweetest frame, 
But wholly lean on Jesus' name. 
On Christ, the Solid Bock, I stand : 
All other ground is sinking sand. 

2 When darkness seems to veil his face, 
I rest on his unchanging grace; 

In every high and stormy gale, 
My anchor holds within the veil. 
On Christ, the Solid Rock, I stand ; 
All other ground is sinking sand. 



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3 His oath, his covenant, his blood, 
Support me in the whelming flood ; 
When all around my soul gives way, 
He then is all my hope and stay. 

On Christ, the Solid Rock, I stand ; 
All other ground is sinking sand. 

4 When he shall come with trumpet sound, 

may I then in him be found ; 
Dressed in his righteousness alone, 
Faultless to stand before the throne ! 
On Christ, the Solid Rock, I stand ; 
All other ground is sinking sand. 

Edward Mote, alt. 

274 

THERE is a spot to me more dear 
Than native vale and mountain ; 
A spot for which affection's tear 

Springs grateful from its fountain. 
'Tis not where kindred souls abound, 

Though that is almost heaven ; 
But where I first my Savior found, 
And felt my sins forgiven. 

2 Hard was my toil to reach the shore, 
Long tossed upon the ocean ; 

Above me was the thunder's roar, 

Beneath, the waves' commotion ; 
Darkly the pall of night was thrown 

Around me, faint with terror : 
In that dark hour how did my groan 

Ascend for years of error ! 

3 Sinking and panting as for breath, 
I knew not help was near me, 

And cried, "Oh ! save me, Lord, from death, 

Immortal Jesus, hear me." 
Then quick as thought I felt him mine, 

My Savior stood before me, 

1 saw his brightness round me shine, 
And shouted, "Glory! Glory!" 

4 O sacred hour ! O hallowed spot ! 
Where love divine first found me ; 

Wherever falls my distant lot, 
My heart shall linger round thee ; 

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And when from earth I rise to soar 

Up to my home in heaven, 
Down will I cast my eyes once more, 

Where I was first forgiven. 

William Hunter. 



275 r„ m. 

E HAVE no outward righteousness, 
No merits or good works, to plead ; 
We only can be saved by grace ; 
Thy grace, O Lord, is free indeed. 

2 Save us by grace, through faith alone, 
A faith thou must thyself impart ; 

A faith that would by works be shown ; 
A faith that purifies the heart ; 

3 A faith that doth the mountains move ; 
A faith that shows our sins forgiven ; 

A faith that sweetly works by love, 
And ascertains our claim to heaven. 

4 This is the faith we humbly seek, 
The faith in thy all-cleansing blood ; 

That faith which doth for sinners speak, 
O let it speak us up to God ! 

Charles Wesley. 



276 6.6.9. 

OHOW happy are they, 
Who the Savior obey, 
And have laid up their treasures above ! 
Tongue can never express 
The sweet comfort and peace 
Of a soul in its earliest love, 

2 That sweet comfort was mine, 

When the favor divine 
I received through the blood of the Lamb ; 

When my heart first believed, 

What a joy I received, 
What a heaven in Jesus's name ! 

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3 'Twas a heaven below 
My Redeemer to know, 

And the angels could do nothing more, 

Than to fall at his feet, 

And the story repeat, 
And the Lover of sinners adore. 

4 Jesus all the day long 
Was my joy and my song : 

O that all his salvation might see ! 

He hath loved me, I cried, 

He hath suffered and died, 
To redeem even rebels like me. 

5 I then rode on the sky, 
Freely justified I, 

Nor did envy Elijah his seat ; 

My glad soul mounted higher 

In a chariot of fire, 
And the mo<m it was under my feet. 

6 O the rapturous height 
Of that holy delight 

Which I felt in the life-giving blood ! 

Of my Savior possessed, 

I was perfectly blest, 
As if filled with the fulness of God. 

Charles "Wesley, 



277 s. m. d. 

I WAS a wandering sheep, 
I did not love the fold, 
I did not love my Shepherd's voice, 

I would not be controlled ; 
I was a wayward child, 
I did not love my home, 

1 did not love my Father's voice, 
I loved afar to roam. 

2 The Shepherd sought his sheep, 
The Father sought his child, 

He followed me o'er vale and hill, 
O'er deserts waste and wild ; 

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He found me nigh to death, 

Famished and faint and lone ; 
He bound me with the bands of love, 

He saved the wandering one. 

3 Jesus my Shepherd is ; 
'Twas he that loved my soul, • 

'Twas he that washed me in his blood, 

'Twas he that made me whole ; 
'Twas he that sought the lost, 

That found the wandering sheep ; 
'Twas he that brought me to the fold, 

'Tis he that still doth keep. 

4 No more a wandering sheep, 
I love to be controlled, 

I love my tender Shepherd's voice, 

I love the peaceful fold ; 
No more a wayward child, 

I seek no more to roam ; 
I love my heavenly Father's voice, 

I love, I love his home ! 

Horatius Bonar. 



Witness of the Spirit 

278 c. m. 

WHEN I can read my title clear 
To mansions in the skies, 
I'll bid farewell to every fear, 
And wipe my weeping eyes. 

2 Should earth against my soul engage, 
And fiery darts be hurled, 

Then I can smile at Satan's rage, 
And face a frowning world. 

3 Let cares like a wild deluge come, 
Let storms of sorrow fall, 

So I but safely reach my home, 
My God, my heaven, my all. 

4 There I shall bathe my weary soul 
In seas of heavenly rest, 

And not a wave of trouble roll 
Across my peaceful breast. 

Isaac Watts. 



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279 S.M.D. 

SPIRIT of faith, come down, 
Reveal the things of God ; 
And make to us the Godhead known, 

And witness with the blood : 
'Tis thine the blood to apply, 

And give us eyes to see, 
That he who did for sinners die, 
Hath surely died for me. 

2 No man can truly say 
That Jesus is the Lord, 

Unless thou take the veil away, 

And breathe the living word : 
Then, only then, we feel 

Our interest in his blood, 
And cry, with joy unspeakable, 

"Thou art my Lord, my God !" 

3 O that the world might know 
The all-atoning Lamb ! 

Spirit of faith, descend and show 

The virtue of his name : 
The grace which all may find, 

The saving power, impart ; 
And testify to all mankind, 

And speak in every heart. 

4 Inspire the living faith, 
Which whosoe'er receives, 

The witness in himself he hath, 

And consciously believes ; 
The faith that conquers all, 

And doth the mountains move, 
And saves whoe'er on Jesus call, 

And perfects them in love. 

Charles Wesley. 



280 cm. 

WHY should the children of a King 
W Go mourning all their days? 
Great Comforter, descend and bring 
The tokens of thy grace. 

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2 Dost thou not dwell in all thy saints, 
And seal the heirs of heaven? 

When wilt thou banish my complaints, 
And show my sins forgiven? 

3 Assure my conscience of her part 
In the Redeemer's blood ; 

And bear thy witness with my heart, 
That I am born of God. 

4 Thou art the earnest of his love, 
The pledge of joys to come ; 

May thy blest wings, celestial Dove, 
Convey me safely home. 

Isaac Watts. 

281 H.M. 

ARISE, my soul, arise ; 
Shake off thy guilty fears ; 
The bleeding sacrifice 
In my behalf appears : 
Before the throne my Surety stands, 
My name is written on his hands. 

2 He ever lives above, 
For me to intercede; 

His all-redeeming love, 

His precious blood to plead ; 
His blood atoned for all our race, 
And sprinkles now the throne of grace. 

3 Five bleeding wounds he bears, 
Received on Calvary ; 

They pour effectual prayers, 
They strongly plead for me : 
"Forgive him, O forgive," they cry, 
"Nor let that ransomed sinner die." 

4 The Father hears him pray, 
His dear anointed One ; 

He cannot turn away 
The presence of his Son ; 
His Spirit answers to the blood, 
And tells me I am born of God. 



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5 My God is reconciled ; 

His pardoning voice I hear ; 
He owns me for his child ; 
I can no longer fear : 
With confidence I now draw nigh, 
And, "Father, Abba, Father," cry. 

Charles Wesley. 

282 c. m. 

SOVEREIGN of all the worlds on high, 
Allow my humble claim ; 
Nor while, unworthy, I draw nigh, 
Disdain a Father's name. 

2 My Father, God ! that gracious word 
Dispels my guilty fear ; 

Not all the notes by angels heard 
Could so delight my ear. 

3 Come, Holy Ghost, thyself impress 
On my expanding heart ; 

And show that in the Father's grace 
I share a filial part. 

4 Cheered by that witness from on high, 
Unwavering, I believe ; 

And Abba, Father, humbly cry ; 
Nor can the sign deceive. 

Philip Doddridge. 



283 L.M. 61. 

WHEN shall I hear the inward voice, 
Which only faithful souls can hear? 
Pardon and peace and heavenly joys, 

Attend the promised Comforter. 
O come, and righteousness divine, 
And Christ, and all with Christ, are mine. 

2 O that the Comforter would come, 
Nor visit as a transient guest ; 

But fix in me his constant home, 
And keep possession of my breast ; 

And make my soul his loved abode, 

The temple of indwelling God. 

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3 Come, Holy Ghost, my heart inspire ; 
Attest that I am born again ; 

Come, and baptize me now with fire, 

Nor let thy former gifts be vain : 
I cannot rest in sins forgiven ; 
Where is the earnest of my heaven? 

4 Where the indubitable seal, 

That ascertains the kingdom mine? 
The powerful stamp I long to feel, 

The signature of love divine? 
O shed it in my heart abroad, 
Fulness of love, of heaven, of God ! 

Charles Wesley. 

284 L.M. 

LORD, how secure and blest are they 
Who feel the joys of pardoned sin ; 
Should storms of wrath shake earth and sea, 
Their minds have heaven and peace within. 

2 The day glides sweetly o'er their heads, 
Made up of innocence and love ; 

And soft and silent as the shades, 
Their nightly minutes gently move. 

3 Quick as their thoughts their joys come on, 
But fly not half so swift away ; 

Their souls are ever bright as noon, 
And calm as summer evenings be. 

4 How oft they look to the heavenly hills, 
Where groves of living pleasure grow ; 

And longing hopes, and cheerful smiles, 
Sit undisturbed upon their brow. 

5 They scorn to seek earth's golden toys, 
But spend the day, and share the night, 

In numbering o'er the richer joys 

That Heaven prepares for their delight. 

Isaac Watts, 



285 s. m. 

HOW can a sinner know 
His sins on earth forgiven? 
How can my gracious Savior show 
My name inscribed in heaven ? 

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2 What we have felt and seen 
With confidence we tell; 

And publish to the sons of men, 
The signs infallible. 

3 We who in Christ believe 
That he for us hath died, 

We all his unknown peace receive, 
And feel his blood applied. 

4 Exults our rising soul, 
Disburdened of her load, 

And swells unutterably full 
Of glory and of God. 

5 His love, surpassing far 
The love of all beneath, 

We find within our hearts, and dare 
The pointless darts of death. 

6 Stronger than death or hell 
The sacred power we prove ; 

And, conquerors of the world, we dwell 
In heaven, who dwell in love. 

Charles Wesley. 

286 

BLESSED assurance, Jesus is mine ! 
Oh, what a foretaste of glory divine ! 
Heir of salvation, purchase of God, 
Born of his Spirit, washed in his blood. 

Chorus 

This is my story, this is my song, 
Praising my Savior all the day long ; 
This is my story, this is my song, 
Praising my Savior all the day long. 

2 Perfect submission, perfect delight, 
Visions of rapture now burst on my sight ; 
Angels, descending, bring from above, 
Echoes of mercy, whispers of love. 

3 Perfect submission, all is at rest, 
I in my Savior am happy and blest ; 
Watching and waiting, looking above, 
Filled with his goodness, lost in his love. 

Fanny J. Crosby. 

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Aspiration and Hope 

287 l. m. . 

ARISE, my soul, on wings sublime, 
Above the vanities of time ; 
Let faith now pierce the veil, and see 
The glories of eternity. 

2 Born by a new, celestial birth, 
Why should I grovel here on earth? 
Why grasp at vain and fleeting toys, 
So near to heaven's eternal joys? 

3 Shall aught beguile me on the road, 
The narrow road that leads to God? 
Or can I love this earth so well, 

As not to long with God to dwell? 

4 To dwell with God, to taste his love, 
Is the full heaven enjoyed above : 
The glorious expectation now 

Is heavenly bliss begun below. 

Thomas Gibbons, alt. 



288 l.m. 

YE FAITHFUL souls who Jesus know, 
If risen indeed with him ye are, 
Superior to the joys below, 
His resurrection's power declare. 

2 Your faith by holy tempers prove, 
By actions show your sins forgiven, 

And seek the glorious things above, 

And follow Christ, your Head, to heaven. 

3 There your exalted Savior see, 
Seated at God's right hand again, 

In all his Father's majesty, 
In everlasting pomp to reign. 

4 To him continually aspire, 
Contending for your native place, 

And emulate the angel choir, 

And only live to love and praise. 

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5 For who by faith your Lord receive, 
Ye nothing seek or want beside ; 

Dead to the world and sin ye live, 
Your creature-love is crucified. 

6 Your real life, with Christ concealed, 
Deep in the Father's bosom lies ; 

And glorious as your Head revealed, 
Ye soon shall meet him in the skies. 

Charles Wesley. 

289 l. m. 

AWAKE, our souls ! away, our fears ! 
Let every trembling thought be gone ! 
Awake, and run the heavenly race, 
And put a cheerful courage on. 

2 True, 'tis a strait and thorny road, 
And mortal spirits tire and faint ; 

But they forget the mighty God 

That feeds the strength of every saint. 

3 O mighty God, thy matchless power 
Is ever new, and ever young; 

And firm endures, while endless years 
Their everlasting circles run. 

4 From thee, the ever-flowing spring, 
Our souls shall drink a fresh supply ; 

While such as trust their native strength, 
Shall melt away, and droop, and die. 

5 Swift as the eagle cuts the air, 
We'll mount aloft to thine abode ; 

On wings of love our souls shall fly, 
Nor tire along the heavenly road. 

Isaac Watts. 

290 L.M. 61. 

JESUS, thy boundless love to me 
No thought can reach, no tongue declare : 
O knit my thankful heart to thee. 

And reign without a rival there : 
Thine wholly, thine alone I am ; 
Be thou alone my constant flame. 

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2 O grant that nothing in my soul 
May dwell, but thy pure love alone : 

O may thy love possess me whole, 

My joy, my treasure and my crown : 
Strange flames far from my heart remove, 
My every act, word, thought, be love. 

3 Unwearied may I this pursue ; 
Dauntless to the high prize aspire ; 

Hourly within my soul renew 

This holy flame, this heavenly fire : 
And day and night, be all my care 
To guard the sacred treasure there. 

4 In suffering be thy love my peace ; 
In weakness be thy love my power ; 

And when the storms of life shall cease, 

Jesus, in that important hour, 
In death as life be thou my guide, 
And save me, who for me hast died. 

Paul Gerhardt, tr. by John Wesley. 



291 . io. ii. 

OTELL me no more of this world's vain store, 
The time for such trifles with me now is o'er ; 
A country I've found where true joys abound, 
To dwell I'm determined on that happy ground. 

2 The souls that believe in paradise live, 
And me in that number will Jesus receive : 
My soul, don't delay ; he calls thee away ; 
Rise, follow thy Savior, and bless the glad day. 

3 Great spoils I shall win from death, hell and sin, 
'Midst outward afflictions shall feel Christ within ; 
And when I'm to die, "Receive me," I'll cry, 

For Jesus hath loved me, I cannot tell why. 

4 But this I do find, we two are so joined, 
He'll not live in glory and leave me behind. 

So this is the race I'm running through grace. 
Henceforth, till admitted to see my Lord's face. 

John Gambold, 



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292 P.M. 

COME, let us ascend, 
My companion and friend, 
To a taste of the banquet above : 
If thy heart be as mine, 
If for Jesus it pine, 
Come up into the chariot of love. 



2 Who in Jesus confide, 
We are bold to outride 

The storms of affliction beneath ; 

With the prophet we soar 

To the heavenly shore, 
And outfly all the arrows of death. 

3 By faith we are come 
To our permanent home; 

By hope we the rapture improve : 
By love we still rise, 
And look down on the skies, 

For the heaven of heavens is love. 

4 Who on earth can conceive 
How happy we live, 

In the palace of God the great King? 

What a concert of praise, 

When our Jesus' grace 
The whole heavenly company sing! 

5 ''Hallelujah," they cry, 
To the King of the sky, 

To the great, everlasting I AM ; 

To the Lamb that was slain, 

And that liveth again — 
"Hallelujah to God and the Lamb !" 

Charles Wesley. 



293 l.m 

GREAT God, indulge my humble claim; 
Be thou my hope, my joy, my rest ; 
The glories that compose thy name 
Stand all engaged to make me blest. 

180 



ASPIRATION AND HOPE 



2 Thou great and good, thou just and wise, 
Thou art my Father and my God ; 

And I am thine by sacred ties, 

Thy son, thy servant bought with blood. 

3 With heart and eyes, and lifted hands, 
For thee I long, to thee I look, 

As travelers in thirsty lands 

Pant for the cooling water-brook. 

4 I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice, 
While I have breath to pray or praise : 

This work shall make my heart rejoice, 
And fill the remnant of my days. 

Isaac Watts- 



294 8.8.6. 

COME on, my partners in distress, 
My comrades through the wilderness, 
Who still your bodies feel ; 
Awhile forget your griefs and fears, 
And look beyond this vale of tears, 
To that celestial hill. 



2 Beyond the bounds of time and space, 
Look forward to that heavenly place, 

The saints' secure abode : 
On faith's strong eagle pinions rise, 
And force your passage to the skies, 

And scale the mount of God. 

3 Who suffer with our Master here, 
We shall before his face appear 

And by his side sit down ; 
To patient faith the prize is sure, 
And all that to the end endure 

The cross, shall wear the crown. 

4 Thrice blessed, bliss-inspiring hope! 
It lifts the fainting spirits up, 

It brings to life the dead : 
Our conflicts here shall soon be past, 
And you and I ascend at last, 

Triumphant with our Head. 

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THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 



5 That great, mysterious Deity, 
We soon with open face shall see ; 

The beatific sight 
Shall fill the heavenly courts with praise, 
And wide diffuse the golden blaze 

Of everlasting light. 

Charles Wesley. 

295 6.5.D. 

SAVIOR, blessed Savior, 
Listen while we sing, 
Hearts and voices raising 

Praises to our King : 
All we have to offer, 
All we hope to be, 
Body, soul and spirit, 
All, we yield to thee. 

Refrain 

Savior, blessed Savior, 

Listen while we sing, 
Hearts and voices raising 

Praises to our King. 

2 Nearer, ever nearer, 
Christ, we draw to thee, 

Deep in adoration, 

Bending low the knee : 
Thou for our redemption 

Camest on earth to die ; 
Thou, that we might follow, 

Hast gone up on high. 

3 Clearer still, and clearer, 
Dawns the light from heaven, 

In our sadness bringing 

News of sins forgiven ; 
Life has lost its shadows ; 

Pure the light within ; 
Thou hast shed thy radiance 

On a world of sin. 

4 Brighter still, and brighter, 
Glows the western sun. 

Shedding all its gladness 
O'er our work that's done; 

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ASPIRATION AND HOPE 



Time will soon be over, 

Toil and sorrow past, 
May we, blessed Savior, 

Find a rest at last ! 

5 Onward, ever onward, 
Journeying o'er the road 

Worn by saints before us, 

Journeying on to God : 
Leaving all behind us, 

May we hasten on, 
Backward never looking 

Till the prize is won. 

6 Higher, then, and higher, 
Bear the ransomed soul, 

Earthly toils forgetting, 

Savior, to its goal ; 
Where in joys unthought of, 

Saints with angels sing, 
Never weary, raising 

Praises to their King. 

Godfrey Thring. 



296 

WE ARE pilgrims looking home, 
Sad and weary, oft we roam, 
But we know 'twill all be well in the morning ; 
When, our anchor safely cast, 
Every stormy wave is past, 
And we gather safe at last in the morning. 

Chorus 

When we all meet again in the morning, 

On the sweet, blooming hills in the morning ; 

Nevermore to say good night 

In that sunny region bright, 
When we hail the blessed light of the morning. 

2 O these tender broken ties, 

How they dim our aching eyes, 
But like jewels they will shine in the morning ; 

When our victor palms we bear, 

And our robes immortal wear, 
We shall know each other there in the morning. 

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THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 



3 When our fettered souls are free, 
Far beyond the narrow sea, 

And we hear the Savior's voice in the morning ; 

When our golden sheaves we bring 

To the feet of Christ our King, 
What a chorus we shall sing in the morning ! 

4 Through our pilgrim journey here, 
Though the night is sometimes drear, 

Let us watch and persevere till the morning ; 
Then our highest tribute raise 
For the love that crowns our days, 

And to Jesus give the praise in the morning. 

Fanny J, Crosby. 

Copyright, 1884, by John J. Hood. 



297 7. 

CHILDREN of the heavenly King, 
As we journey let us sing ; 
Sing our Savior's worthy praise, 
Glorious in his works and ways. 

2 We are traveling home to God, 
In the way our fathers trod ; 
They are happy now, and we 
Soon their happiness shall see. 

3 O ye banished seed, be glad; 
Christ our Advocate is made : 
Us to save our flesh assumes, 
Brother to our souls becomes. 

4 Lift your eyes, ye sons of light ; 
Zion's city is in sight ; 

There our endless home shall be, 
There our Lord we soon shall see. 

5 Fear not, brethren, joyful stand, 
On the borders of our land ; 
Jesus Christ, our Father's Son, 
Bids us undismayed go on. 

6 Lord ! obediently we'll go, 
Gladly leaving all below; 
Only thou our leader be, 
And we still will follow thee. 

John Cennick. 



184 



ASPIRATION AND HOPE 



298 8.D. 

I LONG to behold him arrayed 
With glory and light from above ; 
The King in his beauty displayed, 
His beauty of holiest love : 

1 languish and sigh to be there, 
Where Jesus hath fixed his abode ; 

O when shall we meet in the air, 
And fly to the mountain of God? 

2 With him I on Zion shall stand, 
For Jesus hath spoken the word, 

The breadth of Immanuel's land 
Survey by the light of my Lord : 

But when, on thy bosom reclined, 
Thy face I am strengthened to see, 

My fulness of rapture I find, 
My heaven of heavens in thee. 

3 How happy the people that dwell 
Secure in the city above ! 

No pain the inhabitants feel, 

No sickness or sorrow shall prove. 

Physician of souls, unto me 
Forgiveness and holiness give ; 

And then from the body set free, 
And then to the city receive. 

Charles Wesley. 



299 ii. io. 

WE WOULD see Jesus — for the shadows lengthen 
Across this little landscape of our life ; 
We would see Jesus our weak faith to strengthen, 
For the last weariness — the final strife. 

2 We would see Jesus — the great rock foundation, 
Whereon our feet were set with sovereign grace ; 

Not life, nor death, with all their agitation, 
Can thence remove us, if we see his face. 

3 We would see Jesus — other lights are paling, 
Which for long years we have rejoiced to see : 

The blessings of our pilgrimage are failing, 
We would not mourn them, for we go to thee. 



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THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 



4 We would see Jesus — this is all we're needing. 

Strength, joy and willingness come with the sight ; 
We would see Jesus, dying, risen, pleading, 

Then welcome day, and farewell mortal night. 

Anna B. Warner. 



300 8.D. 

THOU Shepherd of Israel, and mine, 
The joy and desire of my heart, 
For closer communion I pine ; 

I long to reside where thou art. 
The pasture I languish to find, 

Where all, who their Shepherd obey, 
Are fed, on thy bosom reclined, 

And screened from the heat of the day. 

2 Ah ! show me that happiest place, 
The place of thy people's abode, 

W T here saints in ecstasy gaze, 

And hang on a crucified God. 
Thy love for a sinner declare, 

Thy passion and death on the tree ; 
My spirit to Calvary bear, 

To suffer and triumph with thee. 

3 'Tis there, with the lambs of thy flock, 
There only, I covet to rest ; 

To lie at the foot of the rock, 

Or rise to be hid in thy breast : 
'Tis there I would always abide, 

And never a moment depart, 
Concealed in the cleft of thy side, 

Eternally held in thy heart. 

Charles Wesley. 



301 8.D. 

WHAT now is my object and aim? 
What now is my hope and desire? 
To follow the heavenly Lamb, 
And after his image aspire : 
My hope is all centered in thee ; 

I trust to recover thy love ; 
On earth thy salvation to see, 
And then to enjoy it above. 



186 



GROWTH IN GRACE 



2 I thirst for a life-giving God, 
For Christ who on Calvary died, 

A fountain of water and blood, 

Which gushed from Immanuers side ! 

1 gasp for the stream of thy love, 
The Spirit of rapture unknown : 

And then to re-drink it above, 
Eternally fresh from the throne. 

Charles Wesley. 

302 

MY DAYS are gliding swiftly by, 
And I, a pilgrim stranger, 
Would not detain them as they fly, 
Though full of toil and danger. 

Chorus 

For, oh, we stand on Jordan's strand, 

And soon we'll all pass over ; 
And just before, the shining shore 

We may almost discover. 

2 We'll gird our loins, my brethren dear, 
Our distant home discerning ; . 

Our absent Lord has left us word, 
Let every lamp be burning. 

.3 Should coming days be cold and dark, 

We need not cease our singing ; 
That perfect rest naught can molest, 

Where golden harps are ringing. 

4 Let sorrow's rudest tempest blow, 

Each cord on earth to sever, 
Our King says come, and there's our home 

Forever, oh, forever ! 

David Nelson. 



Growth in Grace 

303 

TAKE time to be holy, 
Speak oft with thy Lord; 
Abide in him always, 
And feed on his word ; 

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THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 



Make friends of God's children, 

Help those who are weak, 
Forgetting in nothing 

His blessing to seek. 

2 Take time to be holy, 
The world rushes on ; 

Spend much time in secret 

With Jesus alone ; 
By looking to Jesus, 

Like him thou shalt be ; 
Thy friends in thy conduct 

His likeness shall see. 

3 Take time to be holy, 
Let him be thy guide, 

And run not before him, 

Whatever betide ; 
In joy or in sorrow, 

Still follow thy Lord, 
And, looking to Jesus, 

Still trust in his word. 

4 Take time to be holy, 
Be calm in thy soul ; 

Each' thought and each motive 

Beneath his control ; 
Thus led by his Spirit 

To fountains of love, 
Thou soon shalt be fitted 

For service above. w « D « Longstaff. 

304 c. m. 

ALK in the light ! so shalt thou know 
That fellowship of love ; 
His Spirit only can bestow 
Who reigns in light above. 

2 Walk in the light ! and thou shalt find 
Thy heart made truly his 

Who dwells in cloudless light enshrined, 
In whom no darkness is. 

3 Walk in the light ! and thou shalt own 
Thy darkness passed away, 

Because that Light hath on thee shone, 
In which is perfect day. 

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GROWTH IN GRACE 



4 Walk in the light ! and e'en the tomb 
No fearful shade shall wear ; 

Glory shall chase away its gloom, 
For Christ hath conquered there. 

5 Walk in the light ! and thine shall be 
A path, though thorny, bright ; 

For God, by grace, shall dwell in thee, 
And God himself is light. 

Bernard Barton. 

305 L. M. 61. 

LEADER of faithful souls, and guide 
Of all that travel to the sky, 
Come, and with us, e'en us, abide, 

Who would on thee alone rely ; 
On thee alone our spirits stay, 
While held in life's uneven way. 

2 Strangers and pilgrims here below, 
This earth, we know, is not our place ; 

But hasten through the vale of woe, 

And, restless to behold thy face, 
Swift to our heavenly country move, 
Our everlasting home above. 

3 We've no abiding city here, 
But seek a city out of sight; 

Thither our steady course we steer, 

Aspiring to the plains of light, 
Jerusalem, the saints' abode, 
Whose founder is the living God. 

4 Patient the appointed race to run, 
This weary world we cast behind ; 

From strength to strength we travel on, 

The New Jerusalem to find : 
Our labor this, our only aim, 
To find the New Jerusalem. 

5 Raised by the breath of love divine, 

We urge our way with strength renewed ; 
The church of the first-born to join, 

We travel to the mount of God : 
With joy upon our heads arise, 
And meet our Savior in the skies. 

Charles Wesley. 



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306 8. 7. 4. 

GUIDE me, O thou great Jehovah, 
Pilgrim through this barren land : 

1 am weak, but thou art mighty ; 
Hold me with thy powerful hand : 

Bread of heaven, 
Feed me till I want no more. 

2 Open now the crystal fountain, 
Whence the healing waters flow ; 

Let the fiery, cloudy pillar 

Lead me all my journey through : 

Strong Deliverer, 
Be thou still my strength and shield. 

3 When I tread the verge of Jordan, 
Bid my anxious fears subside ; 

Bear me through the swelling current ; 
Land me safe on Canaan's side : 
Songs of praises 

I Will ever give to thee. William Williams. 



307 c. m. 

OSUN of Righteousness, arise, 
And drive the mists away ; 
The light shall cheer our longing eyes, 

And usher in the day. 
O lift our souls to clearer skies, 
And give the faith that sings ; 
O Sun of Righteousness, arise 
With healing in thy wings. 

2 O Sun of Righteousness, arise, 
We need thy wondrous light 

While pressing onward toward the prize, 

It strengthens for the fight. 
Like flowers we need the sunny skies, 

And in the darkness pine ; 
O Sun of Righteousness, arise 

And let thy glory shine. 

3 O Sun of Righteousness, arise, 
The hosts of sin annoy ; 

O bind our hearts in stronger ties, 
And bid us sing for joy. 



190 



CONSECRATION 



Like carrier dove that homeward flies, 

We'll wing our way to thee ; 
O Sun of Righteousness, arise, 

And every cloud will flee. 

Mary B. Wingate. 

Copyright, 1905, by Win. J. Kirkpatrick. 



308 L. M. 6 L 

I THANK thee, uncreated Sun, 
That thy bright beams on me have shined ; 
I thank thee, who hast overthrown 

My foes, and healed my wounded mind ; 

1 thank thee, whose enlivening voice 
Bids my freed heart in thee rejoice. 

2 Uphold me in the doubtful race, 
Nor suffer me again to stray ; 

Strengthen my feet, with steady pace 

Still to press forward in thy way ; 
My soul and flesh, O Lord of might, 
Fill, satiate, with thy heavenly light. 

3 Give to mine eyes refreshing tears ; 
Give to my heart chaste, hallowed fires ; 

Give to my soul, with filial fears, 

The love that all heaven's host inspires, 
That all my powers, with all their might, 
In thy sole glory may unite. 

4 Thee will I love, my joy, my crown; 
Thee will I love, my Lord, my God ; 

Thee will I love, beneath thy frown 

Or smile, thy scepter or thy rod. 
What though my flesh and heart decay ; 
Thee shall I love in endless day. 

Johann A. Scheffler, tr. by John Wesley. 



Consecration 
309 8.7.D. 

JESUS, I my cross have taken, 
All to leave and follow thee, 
Naked, poor, despised, forsaken, 
Thou, from hence my all shalt be. 

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THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 



Perish every fond ambition ; 

All I've sought, and hoped, and known ; 
Yet how rich is my condition ! 

God and heaven are still my own. 

2 Let the world despise and leave me, 
They have left my Savior, too ; 

Human hearts and looks deceive me ; 

Thou art not, like man, untrue. 
And, while thou shalt smile upon me, 

God of wisdom, love and might, 
Foes may hate, and friends disown me ; 

Show thy face, and all is bright. 

3 Go, then, early fame and treasure ! 
Come, disaster, scorn and pain ! 

In thy service, pain is pleasure ; 

With thy favor, loss is gain. 
I have called thee, "Abba Father;" 

I have set my heart on thee : 
Storms may howl, and clouds may gather, 

All must work for good to me. 

4 Man may trouble and distress me, 
'Twill but drive me to thy breast ; 

Life with trials hard may press me, 
Heaven will bring me sweeter rest. 

O 'tis not in grief to harm me, 
While thy love is left to me ; 

O 'twere not in joy to charm me, 
Were that joy unmixed with thee. 

5 Know, my soul, thy full salvation ; 
Rise o'er sin and fear and care ; 

Joy to find in every station 

Something still to do or bear. 
Think what Spirit dwells within thee ; 

What a Father's smile is thine ; 
W T hat a Savior died to win thee : 

Child of heaven, shouldst thou repine? 

6 Haste thee on from grace to glory, 
Armed by faith, and winged by prayer ; 

Heaven's eternal day's before thee, 

God's own hand shall guide thee there. 



192 



CONSECRATION 



Soon shall close thy earthly mission, 
Swift shall pass thy pilgrim days, 

Hope shall change to glad fruition, 
Faith to sight, and prayer to praise. 

Henry JF. Lyte. 



310 L-M. 

LORD, I am thine, entirely thine, 
Purchased and saved by blood divine ; 
With full consent thine would I be, 
And own thy sovereign right in me. 

2 Grant one poor sinner more a place 
Among the children of thy grace : 

A wretched sinner, lost to God, 
But ransomed by Immanuel's blood. 

3 Thine would I live — thine would I die, 
Be thine through all eternity ; 

The vow is past beyond repeal, 
And now I set the solemn seal. 

4 Here, at that cross where flows the blood 
That bought my guilty soul for God, 
Thee, my new Master, now I call, 

And consecrate to thee my all. 

5 Do thou assist a feeble worm 
The great engagement to perform ; 
Thy grace can full assistance lend, 
And on that grace I dare depend. 

Samuel Davies. 



311 L. M. 

JESUS, our best beloved Friend, 
Draw out our souls in sweet desire ; 
Jesus, in love to us descend, 
Baptize us with thy Spirit's fire. 

2 On thy redeeming name we call, 
Poor and unworthy though we be; 

Pardon and sanctify us all, 
Let each thy full salvation see. 

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THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 



3 Our -souls and bodies we resign, 
To fear and follow thy commands ; 

O take our hearts, our hearts are thine ; 
Accept the service of our hands. 

4 Firm, faithful, watching unto prayer, 
Our Master's voice will we obey ; 

Toil in the vineyard here, and bear 
The heat and burden of the day. 

5 Yet, Lord, for us a resting-place, 

In heaven, at thy right hand, prepare ; 
And till we see thee face to face, 
Be all our conversation there. 

James Montgomery. 

312 L.M. 

OLOVE, thy sovereign aid impart, 
And guard the gift thyself hast given ; 
My portion, thou, my treasure art, 
My life and happiness and heaven. 

2 Would aught on earth my wishes share? 
Though dear as life the idol be, 

The idol from my breast I'll tear, 
Resolved to seek my all in thee. 

3 Whate'er I fondly counted mine, 
To thee, my Lord, I here restore ; 

Gladly I all to thee resign ; 
Give me thyself, I ask no more. 

Charles Wesley. 

313 L. M. 61. 

AND did my Lord on earth endure 
Sorrow and hardship and distress, 
That I might sit me down secure, 
And rest in self-indulgent ease, 
His delicate disciple, I 
Like him might neither live, nor die? 

2 Master, I have not learned thee so ; 

Thy yoke and burden I receive, 
Resolve in all thy steps to go, 

And bless the cross by which I live, 
And curse the wisdom from beneath, 
That strives to rob me of thy death. 

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CONSECRATION 



3 Thy holy will be done, not mine ; 
Be suffered all thy holy will, 

I dare not, Lord, the cross decline ; 

I will not lose the slightest ill, 
Or lay the heaviest burden down. 
The richest jewel of my crown. 

4 Sorrow is solid joy, and pain 

Is pure delight, endured for thee ; 
Reproach and loss are glorious gain, 

And death is immortality ; 
And who for thee their all have given. 
Have nobly bartered earth for heaven. 

5 Saved is the life for Jesus lost, 
Hidden from earth, but found in God : 

To suffer is to triumph most, 

The highest gift on man bestowed ; 
Seal of my sure election this — 
Seal of my everlasting bliss. 

Charles Wesley. 

314 6.4.6. 

MORE love to thee, O Christ, 
More love to thee ! 
Hear thou the prayer I make, 

On bended knee ; 
This is my earnest plea, 
More love, O Christ, to thee, 
More love to thee ! 

2 Once earthly joy I craved, 
Sought peace and rest ; 

Now thee alone I seek, 

Give what is best : 
This all my prayer shall be, 
More love, O Christ, to thee, 
More love to thee ! 

3 Then shall my latest breath 
Whisper thy praise ; 

This be the parting cry 
My heart shall raise : 
This still its prayer shall be, 
More love, O Christ, to thee, 
More love to thee ! Elizabeth P. Prentiss. 



195 



THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 



315 



S. M. 



LORD, in the strength of grace. 
With a glad heart and free, 
Myself, ray residue of days, 
I consecrate to thee. 

2 Thy ransomed servant, I 

Restore to thee thine own ; 
And from this moment live or die, 

To serve my God alone. 

Charles Wesley. 



316 s.d. 

JESUS, delight of my soul ! 
How can I thy goodness proclaim? 
'Twas thou that didst make my heart whole, 

All honor be unto thy name. 
Thou didst light up my spirit within, 

Proclaiming salvation so free, 
When burdened with sorrow and guilt, 
And vileness was all I could see. 

2 I gave thee my poor fainting heart, 
And soon thy salvation I found ; 

Nor can I, nor will I depart 

From One whose great love doth abound. 

seal me and keep me thine own. 
And wash me and make me like thee, 

That I upon thee may recline, 
From sinning be evermore free. 

3 This poor, faithless world shall all go, 
Forever I turn from it now : 

For none but my Jesus I'll know, 
Recorded on high is my vow. 

1 am thine, blessed Jesus, all thine ! 
The witness impart unto me ; 

The death that I die is to sin, 
The life that I live is to thee. 

4 The current of life warmly flows 
Upon me from Jesus' side : 

'Tis cleansing as onward it goes ; 
In Jesus 'tis sweet to abide. 



196 



CONSECRATION 



Salvation is full and all free, 

I glory alone in the cross ; 
From the world it has now set me free, 

Its claims I can see are but dross. 

5 Go friends, that would keep me from him ! 

Go joys, that would share with his love ! 
Go hopes, that would draw me to sin ! 

Go all, that from him would remove. 
Come sorrow, if only in thee 

I shall cling to my Savior and God ; 
Come scorn, and reproach, if left free 

To be drawn evermore to my Lord. 

Louis Hartsough. 



317 

I GAVE my life for thee, 
My precious blood I shed, 
That thou mightst ransomed be, 
And quickened from the dead ; 

1 gave my life for thee, 
What hast thou done for me ? 

2 I spent long years for thee 
In weariness and woe, 

That an eternity 

Of joy thou mightest know. 
I spent long years for thee ; 
Hast thou spent one for me ? 

3 I suffered much for thee, 
More than thy tongue can tell, 

Of bitterest agony, 

To rescue thee from hell. 
I've borne it all for thee; 
What hast thou borne for me? 

4 And I have brought to thee, 
Down from my house above, 

Salvation full and free, 

My pardon and my love. 
Great gifts I brought to thee ; 
What hast thou brought to me? 



197 



THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 



5 Oh, let thy life be given, 
Thy years for me be spent, 

World-fetters all be riven, 
And joy with suffering blent. 

I gave myself for thee ; 

Give thou thyself to me ! 

Frances R. Havergal. 

318 S.M.D. 

JESUS, my strength, my hope, 
On thee I cast my care ; 
With humble confidence look up, 

And know thou hear'st my prayer ; 
Give me on thee to wait, 

Till I can all things do; 
On thee — almighty to create, 
Almighty to renew. 

2 I want a sober mind, 
A self -renouncing will, 

That tramples down, and casts behind, 

The baits of pleasing ill ; 
A soul inured to pain, 

To hardship, grief and loss ; 
Bold to take up, firm to sustain, 

The consecrated cross. 

3 I want a godly fear, 

A quick, discerning eye, 
That looks to thee when sin is near, 

And sees the tempter fly ; 
A spirit still prepared, 

And armed with jealous care ; 
Forever standing on its guard, 

And watching unto prayer. 

Charles Wesley. 

319 7. 61. 

FATHER, Son and Holy Ghost, 
One in Three and Three in One, 
As by. the celestial host, 

Let thy will on earth be done ; 
Praise by all to thee be given, 
Glorious Lord of earth and heaven. 

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CONSECRATION 

2 Vilest of the sinful race, 
Lo ! I answer to thy call ; 

Meanest vessel of thy grace, 
Grace divinely free for all ; 
Lo ! I come to do thy will, 
All thy counsel to fulfil. 

3 If so poor a worm as I 
May to thy great glory live, 

All my actions sanctify, 

All my words and thoughts receive ; 
Claim me for thy service, claim 
All I have, and all I am. 

4 Take my soul and body's powers ; 
Take my memory, mind and will ; 

All my goods, and all my hours ; 

All I know, and all I feel ; 
All I think, or speak, or do ; 
Take my heart, but make it new. 

5 Now, O God, thine own I am ; 
Now I give thee back thine own ; 

Freedom, friends and health and fame, 

Consecrate to thee alone : 
Thine I live, thrice happy I ! 
Happier still if thine I die. 

Charles Wesley. 



320 c. m. 

LET worldly minds the world pursue ; 
It has no charms for me : 
Once I admired its trifles, too, 
But grace hath set me free. 

2 Its pleasures can no longer please, 
Xor happiness afford: 

Far from my heart be joys like these, 
Xow I have seen the Lord. 

3 As by the light of opening day 
The stars are all concealed, 

So earthly pleasures fade away, 
"When Jesus is revealed. 



199 



THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 



4 Creatures no more divide my choice ; 

I bid them all depart : 
His name, his love, his gracious voice, 

Have fixed my roving heart. 

John Newton. 



321 cm. 

HOW vain are all things here below ; 
How false, and yet how fair ! 
Each pleasure hath its poison, too, 
And every sweet a snare. 

2 The brightest things below the sky 
Give but a flattering light ; 

We should suspect some danger nigh, 
Where we possess delight. 

3 Our dearest joys, and nearest friends, 
The partners of our blood, 

How thy divide our wavering minds, 
And leave but half for God. 

4 The fondness of a creature's love, 
How strong it strikes the sense ! 

Thither the warm affections move, 
Nor can we call them thence. 

5 My Savior, let thy beauties be 
My soul's eternal food ; 

And grace command my heart away 
From all created good. 

Isaac Watts. 



322 c. m. 

LET him to whom we now belong, 
His sovereign right assert ; 
And take up every thankful song, 
And every loving heart. 

2 He justly claims us for his own, 

Who bought us with a price : 
The Christian lives to Christ alone ; 

To Christ alone he dies. 



200 



CONSECRATION 



3 Jesus, thine own at last receive ; 
Fulfil our hearts' desire : 

And let us to thy glory live, 
And in thy cause expire. 

4 Our souls and bodies we resign ; 
With joy we render thee 

Our all — no longer ours, but thine 
To all eternity. 

Charles Wesley. 



323 l.m. 

MY GRACIOUS Lord, I own thy right, 
To every service I can pay. 
And call it iny supreme delight 
To hear thy dictates, and obey. 

2 What is my being but for thee, 
Its sure support, its noblest end? 

'Tis my delight thy face to see, 
And serve the cause of such a friend. 

3 I would not sigh for worldly joy, 
Or to increase my worldly good : 

Nor future days nor powers employ 
To spread a sounding name abroad. 

4 'Tis to my Savior I would live. 
To him who for my ransom died : 

Nor could all worldly honor give 
Such bliss as crowns me at his side. 

5 His work my hoary age shall bless, 
When youthful vigor is no more ; 

And my last hour of life confess 
His saving love, his glorious power, 

Philip Doddridge. 



324 

VAIN, delusive world, adieu, 
With all of creature good : 
Only Jesus I pursue. 

Who bought me with his blood ; 



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All thy pleasures I forego ; 

I trample on thy wealth and pride ; 
Only Jesus will I know, 

And Jesus crucified. 

2 Other knowledge I disdain, 
'Tis all but vanity ; 

Christ, the Lamb of God, was slain, 

He tasted death for me : 
Me to save from endless woe 

The sin-atoning Victim died ; 
Only Jesus will I know, 

And Jesus crucified. 

3 Here will I set up my rest ; 
My fluctuating heart 

From the haven of his breast 

Shall nevermore depart ; 
Whither should a sinner go? 

His wounds for me stand open wide ; 
Only Jesus will I know, 

And Jesus crucified. 

4 Him to know is life and peace 
And pleasure without end ; 

This is all my happiness, 

On Jesus to depend ; 
Daily in his grace to grow, 

And ever in his faith abide ; 
Only Jesus will I know, 

And Jesus crucified. 

5 O that I could all invite, 
This saving truth to prove ; 

Show the length, the breadth, the height, 

And depth of Jesus' love ! 
Fain I would to sinners show 

The blood by faith alone applied ; 
Only Jesus will I know, 

And JeSUS Crucified. Charles Wesley. 

325 . 7.6 

WHO'LL stand up for Jesus, 
The lowly Nazarene? 
And raise the blood-stained banner 
Amid the hosts of sin ? 

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Chorus 

The cross for Christ I'll cherish, 

Its crucifixion bear ; 
All hail ! reproach and sorrow, 

If Jesus leads me there. 

2 O who will follow Jesus 
Amid reproach and shame? 

Where others shrink and falter 
Who'll glory in his name? 

3 Though fierce may rage the battle, 
And wild the storms may blow, 

Though friends may go forever, 
I will with Jesus go. 

4 My all to Christ I've given, 
My talents, time and voice, 

Myself, my reputation ; 

The lone way is my choice. 

5 O Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, 
My all-sufficient friend ! 

Come, fold me to thy bosom, 
E'en to the journey's end. 

Louis Hartsough, 

326 3.7.D. 

ALL for Jesus, all for Jesus ! 
All my being's ransomed powers; 
All my thoughts and words and doings, 

All my days and all my hours. 
All for Jesus ! all for Jesus ! 
All my days and all my hours. 

2 Let my hands perform his bidding, 
Let my feet run in his ways — 

Let my eyes see Jesus only, 

Let my lips speak forth his praise. 

All for Jesus ! all for Jesus ! 

Let my lips speak forth his praise. 

3 Since my eyes were fixed on Jesus, 
I've lost sight of all beside ; 

So enchained my spirit's vision, 

Looking at the Crucified. 
All for Jesus ! all for Jesus ! 

Looking at the Crucified. 

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4 Oh, what wonder ! how amazing ! 

Jesus, glorious King of kings, 
Deigns to call me his beloved, 

Lets me rest beneath his wings. 
All for Jesus ! all for Jesus ! 

Resting now beneath his wings. 

Mary D. James. 

327 l.m. 

JESUS, and shall it ever be, 
A mortal man ashamed of thee? 
Ashamed of thee, whom angels praise. 
Whose glories shine through endless days! 

2 Ashamed of Jesus ! sooner far 
Let evening blush to own her star ; 
He sheds the beams of light divine 
O'er this benighted soul of mine. 

3 Ashamed of Jesus ! just as soon 
Let midnight be ashamed of noon ; 
'Tis midnight with my soul till he. 
Bright Morning Star, bid darkness flee. 

4 Ashamed of Jesus ! that dear friend 
On whom my hopes of heaven depend ; 
No ! when I blush, be this my shame, 
That I no more revere his name. 

5 Ashamed of Jesus ! yes, I may. 
When I've no guilt to wash away ; 
No tear to wipe, no good to crave, 
No fears to quell, no soul to save. 

6 Till then — nor is my boasting vain — 
Till then, I boast a Savior slain ; 

And O, may this my glory be, 
That Christ is not ashamed of me ! 

Joseph G-rigg. 

328 L. M. 6 1. 

MASTER, I own thy lawful claim ; 
Thine, wholly thine. I long to be; 
Thou seest at last. I willing am, 

Where'er thou goest to follow thee ; 
Myself in all things to deny : 
Thine, wholly thine, to live and die. 

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2 Whate'er my sinful flesh requires, 
For thee I cheerfully forego ; 

My covetous and vain desires, 

My hopes of happiness below ; 
My senses' and my passions' food, 
And all my thirst for creature-good. 

3 Pleasure and wealth and praise no more 
Shall lead my captive soul astray ; 

My fond pursuits I all give o'er ; 

Thee, only thee, resolved to obey : 
My own in all things to resign, 
And know no other will but thine. 

4 Wherefore to thee I all resign ; 
Being thou art and love and power : 

Thy only will be done, not mine ! 

Thee, Lord, let heaven and earth adore ! 
Flow back the rivers to the sea, 
And let our all be lost in thee ! 

Charles Wesley. 



329 L.M. 61. 

OGOD, what offering shall I give 
To thee, the Lord of earth and skies? 
My spirit, soul and flesh receive, 

A holy, living sacrifice. 
Small as it is, 'tis all my store, 
More shouldst thou have, if I had more. 



2 Now then, my God, thou hast my soul, 
No longer mine, but thine I am : 

Guard thou thine own, possess it whole ; 

Cheer it with hope, with love inflame. 
Thou hast my spirit ; there display 
Thy glory to the perfect day. 

3 Thou hast my flesh, thy hallowed shrine, 
Devoted solely to thy will : 

Here let thy light forever shine ; 

This house still let thy presence fill. 
O source of life ! live, dwell, and move 
In me, till all my life be love. 



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4 Send down thy likeness from above, 
And let this my adorning be ; 

Clothe me with wisdom, patience, love, 

With lowliness and purity : 
Than gold and pearls more precious far, 
And brighter than the morning star. 

5 Lord, arm me with thy Spirit's might, 
Since I am called by thy great name ; 

In thee let all my thoughts unite ; 

Of all my works be thou the aim : 
Thy love attend me all my days, 
And my sole business be thy praise. 

Joachim Lange, tr. by John Wesley. 



330 7. 

TAKE my life and let it be 
Consecrated, Lord, to thee ; 
Take my moments and my days, 
Let them flow in ceaseless praise. 

2 Take my hands and let them move 
At the impulse of thy love ; 

Take my feet and let them be 
Swift to ever follow thee. 

3 Take my silver and my gold, 
Not a mite would I withhold ; 
Take my intellect and use 
Every power as thou shalt choose. 

4 Take my voice and let me sing 
Always, only, for my King ; 
Take my lips and let them be 
Filled with messages from thee. 

5 Take my will and make it thine, 
It shall be no longer mine ; 
Take my heart, it is thine own, 

It shall be thy royal throne. 

6 Take my love, my Lord — I pour 
At thy feet its treasure store ; 
Take myself and I will be, 
Ever, only, all for thee. 

Frances R. Havergal. 

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CONSECRATION 



331 6.4.6. 

LORD, keep my inmost heart, 
Only for thee, 
Choosing the better part, 

Only for thee. 
Thou hast my ransom bought, 
Now be my life in-wrought 
With this restraining thought, 
Only for thee. 

2 Use thou each gift and power, 
Only for thee ; 

Hallow the passing hour, 

Only for thee. 
So shall my joy-filled days, 
Spent in thy gracious ways, 
Show forth thy matchless praise, 

Only for thee. 

3 Uplift my purest love, 
Only for thee, 

Drawn to its source above, 

Only for thee. 
Through my petitions, still, 
Breathing thy holy will, 
Thy blessed grace fulfil, 

Only for thee. 

4 Savior, thy gold refine, 
Only for thee ; 

Thy beauty in me shine, 

Only for thee : 
Then, when thou giv'st the crown, 
At thy dear feet laid down 
All glory and renown, 

Only for thee. Eliza E. Hewitt. 

Copyright, 1890, by Wm. J. Kirkpatrick. 



332 p. m. 

WE MAY spread our couch with roses, 
And sleep through the summer day ; 
But the soul that in sloth reposes 
Is not in the narrow way. 

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If we follow the chart that is given, 

We need not be at a loss, 
For the only way to heaven 

Is the royal way of the cross. 

2 To one who is reared in splendor, 
The cross is a heavy load ; 

And the feet that are soft and tender 
Will shrink from the thorny road ; 

But the chains of the soul must be riven, 
And wealth must be as dross, 

For the only way to heaven 
Is the royal way of the cross. 

3 We say we will walk to-morrow 
, The path we refuse to-day ; 

And still with our lukewarm sorrow 
We shrink from the narrow way. 

What heeded the chosen eleven 

How the fortunes of life might toss. 

As they followed their Master to heaven 
By the royal way of the cross? 

Unknown. 



Entire Sanctification 

333 l. m. 

HE WILLS that I should holy be; 
That holiness I long to feel ; 
That full divine conformity 

To all my Savior's righteous will. 

2 See, Lord, the travail of thy soul 
Accomplished in the change of mine ; 

And plunge me, every whit made whole, 
In all the depths of love divine. 

3 On thee, O God, my soul is stayed, 
And waits to prove thine utmost will ; 

The promise by thy mercy made, 
Thou canst, thou wilt, in me fulfil. 

4 Xo more I stagger at thy power, 

Or doubt thy truth, which cannot move ; 
Hasten the long-expected hour, 

And bless me with thy perfect love. 

Charles Wesley. 



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334 l.m. 

OTHAT my load of sin were gone ; 
O that I could at last submit 
At Jesus' feet to lay it down ; 
To lay my soul at Jesus' feet. 

2 Rest for my soul I long to find : 
Savior of all, if mine thou art, 

Give me thy meek and lowly mind, 
And stamp thine image on my heart. 

3 Break off the yoke of inbred sin, 
And fully set my spirit free ; 

1 cannot rest till pure within, 
Till I am wholly lost in thee. 

4 Fain would I learn of thee, my God ; 
Thy light and easy burden prove ; 

The cross all stained with hallowed blood, 
The labor of thy dying love. 

5 I would, but thou must give the power ; 
My heart from every sin release; 

Bring near, bring near the joyful hour, 
And fill me with thy perfect peace. 

6 Come, Lord, the drooping sinner cheer, 
Nor let thy chariot-wheels delay ; 

Appear, in my poor heart appear ! 
My God, my Savior, come away ! 

Charles Wesley. 

335 km. 

OGOD, most merciful and true, 
Thy nature to my soul impart ; 
'Stablish with me the covenant new, 
And stamp thine image on my heart. 

2 To real holiness restored, 

let me gain my Savior's mind, 
And in the knowledge of my Lord, 

Fulness of life eternal find ! 

3 Then every murmuring thought, and vain, 
Expires, in sweet confusion lost : 

I cannot of my cross complain, 

1 cannot of my goodness boast. 

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4 O'erwhelmed with thy stupendous grace, 
I shall not in thy presence move, 

But breathe unutterable praise, 

And rapturous awe, and silent love. 

Charles Wesley. 

336 c. m. 

HAT is our calling's glorious hope. 
But inward holiness? 
For this to Jesus I look up : 
I calmly wait for this. 

2 I wait till he shall touch me clean, 
Shall life and power impart, 

Give me the faith that casts out sin, 
And purifies the heart. 

3 This is the dear redeeming grace 
For every sinner free ; 

Surely it shall on me take place, 
The chief of sinners — me. 

4 From all iniquity, from all, 
He shall my soul redeem ; 

In Jesus I believe, and shall 
Believe myself to him. 

5 When Jesus makes mv heart his home. 
My sin shall all depart; 

And, lo ! he saith, "I quickly come, 
To fill and rule thy heart." 

6 Be it according to thy word ; 
Redeem me from all sin : 

My heart would now receive thee, Lord ; 
Come in, my Lord, come in ! Charles Wesley. 



337 c. m. 

OFOR a heart to praise my God, 
A heart from sin set free, 
A heart that always feels thy blood, 
So freely spilt for me ! 

2 A heart resigned, submissive, meek, 

My great Redeemer's throne ; 
Where only Christ is heard to speak, 

Where Jesus reigns alone. 



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3 O for a lowly, contrite heart, 
Believing, true and clean, 

Which neither life nor death can part 
From him that dwells within : 

4 A heart in every thought renewed, 
And full of love divine ; 

Perfect and right and pure and good, 
A copy, Lord, of thine. 

5 Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart; 
Come quickly from above, 

Write thy new name upon my heart, 
Thy new, best name of love. 

Charles Wesley. 

338 c. m. 

IF THOU impart thyself to me, 
No other good I need : 
If thou, the Son, shalt make me free, 
I shall be free indeed. 

2 I cannot rest till in thy blood 
I full redemption have ; 

But thou, through whom I come to God, 
Canst to the utmost save. 

3 From sin — the guilt, the power, the pain, 
Thou wilt redeem my soul : 

Lord, I believe, and not in vain ; 
My faith shall make me whole. 

4 I, too, with thee, shall walk in white, 
With all thy saints shall prove 

The length and depth and breadth and height 

Of everlasting love. Charles Wesley. 



339 cm. 

JESUS, thine all- victorious love 
Shed in my heart abroad ; 
Then shall my feet no longer rove, 
Rooted and fixed in God. 

2 O that in me the sacred fire 

Might now begin to glow ; 
Burn up the dross of base desire, 

And make the mountains flow ! 



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3 O that it now from heaven might fall, 
And all my sins consume ! 

Come, Holy Ghost, for thee I call ; 
Spirit of burning, come. 

4 Refining fire, go through my heart ; 
Illuminate my soul ; 

Scatter thy life through every part, 
And sanctify the whole. 

5 My steadfast soul, from falling free, 
Shall then no longer move, 

While Christ is all the world to me, 
And all my heart is love. 

Charles Wesley. 



340 cm. 

FOREVER here my rest shall be, 
Close to thy bleeding side ; 
This all my hope, and all my plea, 
For me the Savior died. 

2 My dying Savior, and my God, 
Fountain for guilt and sin, 

Sprinkle me ever with thy blood, 
And cleanse and keep me clean. 

3 Wash me, and make me thus thine own ; 
Wash me, and mine thou art ; 

Wash me, but not my feet alone. 
My hands, my head, my heart. 

4 The atonement of thy blood apply 
Till faith to sight improve ; 

Till hope in full fruition die, 
And all my soul be love. 

Charles Wesley. 

341 L.M. 61. 

COME, O thou Traveler unknown, 
Whom still I hold, but cannot see ; 
My company before is gone, 

And I am left alone with thee : 
With thee all night I mean to stay, 
And wrestle till the break of day. 

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2 I need not tell thee who I am, 
My sin and misery declare; 

Thyself hast called me by my name, 

Look on thy hands, and read it there : 
But who, I ask thee, who art thou? 
Tell me thy name, and tell me now. 

3 In vain thou strugglest to get free ; 
I never will unloose my hold : 

Art thou the Man that died for me? 

The secret of thy love unfold : 
Wrestling, I will not let thee go, 
Till I thy name, thy nature know. 

4 Wilt thou not yet to me reveal 
Thy new, unutterable name? 

Tell me, I still beseech thee, tell ; 

To know it now resolved I am : 
Wrestling, I will not let thee go, 
Till I thy name, thy nature know. 

5 What though my shrinking flesh complain, 
And murmur to contend so long? 

I rise superior to my pain : 

When I am weak, then am I strong, 
And when my all of strength shall fail, 
I shall with the God-man prevail. 

Charles Wesley. 



342 L. M. 61. 

YIELD to me now, for I am weak, 
But confident in self-despair ; 
Speak to my heart, in blessings speak, 
Be conquered by my instant prayer : 
Speak, or thou never hence shalt move, 
And tell me if thy name be Love. 

2 'Tis Love ! 'tis Love ! thou diedst for me ; 

I hear thy whisper in my heart; 
The morning breaks, the shadows flee ; 

Pure, universal Love thou art : 
To me, to all, thy mercies move ; 
Thy nature and thy name is Love. 



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3 My prayer hath power with God ; the grace 
Unspeakable I now receive : 

Through faith I see thee face to face ; 

I see thee face to face, and live I 
In vain I have not wept and strove : 
Thy nature and thy name is Love. 

4 I know thee, Savior, who thou art, 
Jesus, the feeble sinner's friend : 

Nor wilt thou with the night depart, 

But stay and love me to the end : 
Thy mercies never shall remove : 
Thy nature and thy name is Love. 

Charles Wesley. 

343 L.M. 61. 

THE Sun of Righteousness on me 
Hath risen with healing in his wings : 
Withered my nature's strength, from thee 

My soul its life and succor brings : 
My help is all laid up above ; 
Thy nature and thy name is Love. 

2 Contented now, upon my thigh 

I halt, till life's short journey end : 
All helplessness, all weakness, I 

On thee alone for strength depend : 
Nor have I power from thee to move ; 
Thy nature and thy name is Love. 

3 Lame as I am. I take the prey : 

Hell, earth and sin, with ease o'ercome, 
I leap for joy, pursue my way, 

And, as a bounding hart, fly home, 
Through all eternity to prove 
Thy nature and thy name is Love. 

Charles Wesley. 

344 L.M. 61. 

THOU hidden Love of God. whose height, 
Whose depth unfathomed. no man knows, 
I see from far thy beauteous light, 

Inly I sigh for thy repose ; 
My heart is pained, nor can it be 
At rest, till it finds rest in thee. 

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2 Is there a thing beneath the sun, 

That strives with thee my heart to share? 
Ah, tear it thence, and reign alone, 

The Lord of every motion there ; 
Then shall my heart from earth be free 
When it hath found repose in thee. 

3 O hide this self from me, that I 

No more, but Christ in me, may live : 
My vile affections crucify, 

Nor let one darling lust survive : 
In all things nothing may I see. 
Nothing desire or seek, but thee. 

4 O Love, thy sovereign aid impart. 

To save me from low-thoughted care ; 
Chase this self-will through all my heart, 

Through all its latent mazes there ; 
Make me thy duteous child, that I, 
Ceaseless, may Abba, Father, cry. 

5 Each moment draw from earth away 
My heart, that lowly waits thy call ; 

Speak to my inmost soul, and say. 

"I am thy love, thy God, thy all !" 
To feel thy power, to hear thy voice, 
To taste thy love, be all my choice. 

Gerhard Tersteegen, tr. by John Wesley. 



345 L.M. 61. 

COME. Holy Ghost, all-quickening fire, 
Come, and in me delight to rest ; 
Drawn by the lure of strong desire, 
O come and consecrate my breast : 
The temple of my soul prepare, 
And fix thy sacred presence there. 

2 If now thine influence I feel, 

If now in thee begin to live, 
Still to my heart thyself reveal ; 

Give me thyself, forever give : 
A point my good, a drop my store, 
Eager I ask, I pant for more. 



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3 Eager for thee I ask and pant, 
So strong the principle divine 

Carries me ont with sweet constraint, 
Till all my hallowed soul is thine : 
Plunged in the Godhead's deepest sea, 
And lost in thy immensity. 

4 My peace, my life, my comfort thou, 
My treasure and my all thou art, 

True witness of my sonship now 

Engraving pardon on my heart : 
Seal of my sins in Christ forgiven, 
Earnest of love, and pledge of heaven. 

Charles Wesley. 



346 C.M.D. 

JOYFUL sound of gospel grace. 
Christ shall in me appear ; 
I, even I, shall see his face, 

I shall be holy here. 
This heart shall be his constant home ; 

I hear his Spirit's cry ; 
"Surely/' he saith, "I quickly come;" 
He saith, who cannot lie. 

2 The glorious crown of righteousness 
To me reached out, I view ; 

Conqueror through him, I soon shall seize, 

And wear it as my due. 
The promised land, from Pisgah's top, 

I now exult to see ; 
My hope is full, O glorious hope ! 

Of immortality. 

3 With me, I know. I feel thou art ; 
But this cannot suffice, 

Unless thou plantest in my heart 

A constant paradise. 
My earth thou waterest from on high, 

But make it all a pool ; 
Spring up, O Well, I ever cry ; 

Spring up within my soul. 

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4 Coine. O my God. thyself reveal ; 

Fill all this mighty void ; 
Thou only canst my spirit fill : 

Come, O my God, my God. 
Fulfil, fulfil my large desires, 

Large as infinity ; 
Give, give me all my soul requires, 

All, all that is in thee. 



YE RANSOMED sinners., hear, 
The prisoners of the Lord, 
And wait till Christ appear, 

According to his word : 
Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me ; 
We shall from all our sins be free. 

2 Let others hug their chains. 
For sin and Satan plead, 

And say, from sin's remains 
They never can be freed : 
Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me; 
We shall from all our sins be free. 

3 In God we put our trust ; 
If we our sins confess, 

Faithful is he and just, 

From all unrighteousness 
To cleanse us all, both you and me ; 
We shall from all our sins be free. 

4 Surely in us the hope 
Of glory shall appear ; 

Sinners, your heads lift up, 

And see redemption near : 
Again I say. Rejoice with me: 
We shall from all our sins be free. 

5 Who Jesus' sufferings share, 
My fellow-prisoners now, 

Ye soon the crown shall wear 

On your triumphant brow : 
Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me ; 
We shall from all our sins be free. 



Charles Wesley, 



347 



H. M. 




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6 The word of God is sure, 
And never can remove ; 

We shall in heart be pure, 

And perfected in love : 
Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me; 
We shall from all our sins be free. 

7 Then let us gladly bring 
Our sacrifice of praise : 

Let us give thanks and sing, 

And glory in his grace : 
Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me : 
We shall from all our sins be free. 

Charles Wesley. 

348 c. m. 

LORD, I believe a rest remains 
To all thy people known, 
A rest where pure enjoyment reigns, 
And thou art loved alone : 

2 A rest where all our soul's desire 
Is fixed on things above, 

Where fear and sin and grief expire, 
Cast out by perfect love. 

3 O that I now the rest might know, 
Believe, and enter in ; 

Now, Savior, now the power bestow, 
And let me cease from sin. 

4 Remove this hardness from my heart, 
This unbelief remove : 

To me the rest of faith impart, 

The Sabbath Of thy love. Charles Wesley. 

349 cm. 

COME, O my God, the promise seal, 
This mountain, sin, remove ; 
Now in my waiting soul reveal 
The virtue of thy love. 

2 I want thy life, thy purity, 

Thy righteousness, brought in : 
I ask, desire and trust in thee 

To be redeemed from sin. 



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3 For this, as taught by thee. I pray, 
My inbred sin cast out : 

Thou wilt, in me, thy power display ; 
I can no longer doubt. 

4 Let anger, sloth, desire and pride, 
This moment be subdued, 

Be cast into the crimson tide 
Of my Redeemer's blood. 

5 Savior, to thee my soul looks up, 
My present Savior thou ! 

In all the confidence of hope 
I claim the blessing now. 

6 'Tis done ; thou dost this moment save — 
With full salvation bless ; 

Redemption through thy blood I have, 
And spotless love and peace. 

Charles Wesley. 



350 cm. 

TESUS hath died that I might live, 
J Might live to God alone ; 
In him eternal life receive. 
And be in spirit one. 

2 Savior, I thank thee for the grace, 
The gift unspeakable : 

And wait with arms of faith to embrace, 
And all thy love to feel. 

3 My soul breaks out in strong desire 
The perfect bliss to prove ; 

My ]onging heart is all on fire 
To be dissolved in love. 

4 Give me thyself; from every boast, 
From every wish set free ; 

Let all I am in thee be lost, 
But give thyself to me. 

5 Thy gifts, alas ! cannot suffice, 
L nless thyself be given ; 

Thy presence makes my paradise, 
And where thou art is heaven. 

Charles Wesley. 

219 



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351 CM. 

JESUS, the sinner's rest thou art, 
From guilt and fear and pain ; 
While thou art absent from the heart 
We look for rest in vain. 

2 O when wilt thou my Savior be? 
O when shall I be clean? 

The true eternal Sabbath see, 
A perfect rest from sin? 

3 The consolations of thy word 
My soul have long upheld ; 

The faithful promise of the Lord 
Shall surely be fulfilled. 

4 I look to my incarnate God 
Till he his work begin, 

And wait till his redeeming blood 
Shall cleanse me from all sin. 

5 Thy blood shall over all prevail, 
And sanctify the unclean : 

The grace that saves the soul from hell, 
Will save from present sin. 

Augustus M. Toplady. 



352 S.7.D. 

YE WHO know your sins forgiven, 
And are happy in the Lord, 
Have you read the precious promise, 
Which is left upon record? 

1 will sprinkle you with water, 

I will cleanse you from all sin, 
Sanctify and make you holy, 
I will dwell and reign within. 

2 Though you have much peace and comfort, 
Greater things you yet may find, 

Freedom from unholy tempers, 
Freedom from the carnal mind : 

To procure your perfect freedom, 
Jesus suffered, groaned and died, 

On the cross the healing fountain 
Gushed from his wounded side. 



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3 Be as holy and as happy, 
And as useful here below, 

As it is your Father's pleasure — 

Jesus, only Jesus know : 
Spread, O spread the holy fire, 

Tell, O tell what God has done, 
Till the nations are conformed 

To the image of his Son. 

4 Wake up, brother, wake up, sister, 
Seek, O seek this holy state, 

Xone but holy ones can enter 
Through the pure, celestial gate : 

Can you bear the thought of losing 
All the joys that are above? 

Xo, my brother, no, my sister, 
God will perfect you in love. 

5 May a mighty sound from heaven, 
Suddenly come rushing down, 

Cloven tongues like as of fire, 

May they sit on all around : 
O may every soul be filled 

With the Holy Ghost to-day ; 
He is coming, he is coming, 

O prepare, prepare the way. 

Walter H. Talcott(?). 



353 



OFOR a heart that is whiter than snow ! 
Kept, ever kept 'neath the life-giving flow ; 
Cleansed from all passion, self-seeking and pride, 
Washed in the fountain of Calvary's tide. 

Chorus 

O for a heart whiter than snow ! 
Savior divine, to whom else can I go? 
Thou who didst die, loving me so, 
Give me a heart that is whiter than snow. 

2 O for a heart that is whiter than snow ! 
Calm in the peace that he loves to bestow ; 
Daily refreshed by the heavenly dews, 
Ready for service whene'er he shall choose. 

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3 O for a heart that is whiter than snow ! 
With the pure flame of the Spirit aglow ; 
Filled with the love that is true and sincere, 
Love that is able to banish all fear. 

4 O for a heart that is whiter than snow ! 
Then in his grace and his knowledge to grow ; 
Growing like him who my pattern shall be, 
Till in his beauty my King I shall see. 

Eliza E. Hewitt. 

Copyright, 1892, by Wm. J. Kirkpatrick. 



354 l. m. 

JESUS, full of truth and grace, 
O all-atoning Lamb of God, 

1 wait to see thy glorious face ; 

I seek redemption in thy blood. 

2 Thou art the anchor of my hope ; 
The faithful promise I receive : 

Surely thy death shall raise me up, 
For thou hast died that I might live. 

3 Satan with all his arts, no more 
Me from the gospel hope can move ; 

I shall receive the gracious power, 
And find the pearl of perfect love. 

4 Though nature gives my God the lie, 
I all his truth and grace shall know ; 

I shall, the helpless creature, I 
Shall perfect holiness below. 

5 My flesh, which cries, "It cannot be," 
Shall silence keep before the Lord ; 

And earth and hell and sin shall flee 
At Jesus' everlasting word. 

Charles Wesley. 



355 

ALL glory to Jesus be given, 
That life and salvation are free ; 
And all may be washed and forgiven, 
And Jesus can save even me. 



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Chorus 

Yes, Jesus is mighty to save, 
And all his salvation may know ; 

On his bosom I lean, 

And his blood makes me clean, 
For his blood can wash whiter than snow. 

2 From darkness and sin and despair, 
Out into the light of his love, 

He has brought me and made me an heir 
To kingdoms and mansions above. 

3 The rapturous heights of his love, 
The measureless depths of his grace, 

My soul all his fulness would prove, 
And live in his loving embrace, 

4 In him all my wants are supplied ; 
His love makes my heaven below, 

And freely his blood is applied, 
. His blood that makes whiter than snow. 

Annie Wittenmyer. 



356 8.7 

OTHIS uttermost salvation, 
Tis a fountain full and free, 
Pure, exhaustless, ever-flowing, 
Wondrous grace ! it reaches me. 

Refrain 

It reaches me, it reaches me ; 
Wondrous grace ! it reaches me ; 

Pure, exhaustless, ever-flowing, 
Wondrous grace ! it reaches me. 

2 How amazing, God's compassion, 
That so vile a worm should prove 

This stupendous bliss of heaven, 
This unmeasured wealth of love. 

3 Jesus, Savior, I adore thee ! 
How thy love I will proclaim ; 

I will tell the blessed story, 
I will magnify thy name. 

Mary D. James. 



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357 L.M. 

JESUS, in whom the Godhead's rays 
Beam forth with mildest majesty ; 

1 see thee full of truth and grace. 
And come for all I want to thee. 

2 Save me from pride, the plague expel ; 
Jesus, thine humble self impart : 

O let thy mind within me dwell ; 
O give me lowliness of heart. 

3 Enter thyself and cast out sin ; 
Thy spotless purity bestow : 

Touch me, and make the leper clean ; 
Wash me, and I am white as snow. 

4 Sprinkle me, Savior, with thy blood, 
And all thy gentleness is mine : 

And plunge me in the purple flood, 
Till all I am is lost in thine. 

Charles Wesley. 



358 l. m. 

OTHOU. who hast at thy command 
The hearts of all men in thy hand, 
Our wayward, erring hearts incliue 
To have no other will but thine. 

2 Our wishes, our desires, control ; 
Mold every purpose of the soul ; 
O'er all may we victorious prove 
That stands between us and thy love. 

3 Thrice blest will all our blessings be. 
When we can look through them to thee ; 
When each glad heart its tribute pays 

Of love and gratitude and praise. 

4 And while we to thy glory live, 
May we to thee all glory give, 
Until the final summons come, 
That calls thy willing servants home. 

Mrs. M. J. Cotterill. 

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359 l.m. 

COME, Savior, Jesus, from above, 
Assist me with thy heavenly grace ; 
Empty my heart of earthly love, 
And for thyself prepare the place. 

2 O let thy sacred presence fill, 
And set my longing spirit free ! 

Which pants to have no other will, 
But night and day to feast on thee. 

3 While in this region here below, 
No other good will I pursue : 

I'll bid this world of noise and show, 
With all its glittering snares, adieu. 

4 That path with humble speed I'll seek, 
In which my Savior's footsteps shine ; 

Nor will I hear, nor will I speak, 
Of any other love but thine. 

5 Henceforth may no profane delight 
Divide this consecrated soul ; 

Possess it, thou who hast the right, 
As Lord and Master of the whole. 

6 Nothing on earth do I desire, 

Bat thy pure love within my breast : 
This, only this,, will I require, 
And f reely give up all the rest. 

Antoinette Bourigrnon, tr. by John Wesley. 



360 L. M. 6 1. 




UMBLE and teachable and mild, 
O may I, as a little child, 



My lowly Master's steps pursue ! 
Be anger to my soul unknown ; 
Hate, envy, jealousy, be gone; 

In love create thou all things new. 

2 Let earth no more my heart divide ; 
With Christ may I be crucified ; 

To thee with my whole heart aspire : 
Dead to the world and all its toys, 
Its idle pomp, and fading joys, 
- Be thou alone my one desire. 



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3 My will be swallowed up in thee ; 
Light in thy light still may I see, 

Beholding thee with open face, 
Called the full power of faith to prove, 
Let all my hallowed heart be love. 

And all my spotless life be praise. 

4 Come, Holy Ghost, all-quickening fire, 
My consecrated heart inspire, 

Sprinkled with the atoning blood : 
Still to my soul thyself reveal ; 
Thy mighty working may I feel. 

And know that I am one with God. 

Charles Wesley, 



361 L.M. 

GOD of all power and truth and grace, 
Which shall from age to age endure, 
Whose word, when heaven and earth shall pass, 
Remains and stands forever sure ; 

2 That I thy mercy may proclaim, 
That all mankind thy truth may see, 

Hallow thy great and glorious name, 
And perfect holiness in me. 

3 Give me a new, a perfect heart, 
From doubt and fear and sorrow free ; 

The mind which was in Christ impart, 
And let my spirit cleave to thee. 

4 O that I now, from sin released, 
Thy word may to the utmost prove ; 

Enter into the promised rest, 
The Canaan of thy perfect love ! 

Charles Wesley, 

362 L.M.6L 

ALL things are possible to him 
That can in Jesus' name believe : 
Lord, I no more thy truth blaspheme ; 

Thy truth I lovingly receive ; 
I can, I do believe in thee, 
All things are possible to me. 

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2 When thou the work of faith hast wrought, 
I here shall in thine image shine, 

Nor sin in deed, or word, or thought : 
Let men exclaim, and fiends repine, 
They cannot break the firm decree, 
All things are possible to me. 

3 Thy mouth, O Lord, hath spoke, hath sworn, 
That I shall serve thee without fear, 

Shall find the pearl which others spurn, 

Holy and pure and perfect here : 
The servant as his Lord shall be; 
All things are possible to me. 

4 All things are possible to God, 

To Christ, the power of God in man, 
To me, when I am all renewed, 

When I in Christ am formed again, 
And witness, from all sin set free, 
All things are possible to me. 

Charles Wesley. 



363 l. m. 

HOLY and true and righteous Lord, 
I wait to prove thy perfect will : 
Be mindful of thy gracious word, 
And stamp me with thy Spirit's seal. 

2 Open my faith's interior eye ; 
Display thy glory from above, 

And all I am shall sink and die, 
Lost in astonishment and love. 

3 Confound, o'erpower me by thy grace ; 
I would be by myself abhorred ; 

All might, all majesty, all praise, 
All glory be to Christ my Lord. 

4 Now let me gain perfection's height ; 
Now let me into nothing fall, 

As less than nothing in thy sight, 
And feel that Christ is all in all. 

Charles Wesley. 

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364 l.m. 

OTHOT, to whose all-searching sight 
The darkness shineth as the light, 
Search, prove my heart, it pants for thee ; 
O burst these bonds, and set it free. 

2 Wash out its stains, refine its dross, 
Nail my affections to the cross ; 
Hallow each thought ; let all within 
Be clean, as thou, my Lord, art clean. 

3 When rising floods my soul o'erflow, 
When sinks my heart in waves of woe, 
Jesus, thy timely aid impart, 

And raise my head, and cheer my heart. 

4 Savior, where'er thy steps I see, 
Dauntless, untired, I follow thee ; 
O let thy hand support me still, 
And lead me to thy holy hill. 

5 If rough and thorny be the way, 
My strength proportion to my day ; 
Till toil and grief and pain shall cease, 
Where all is calm and joy and peace. 

Gerhard Tersteegren, tr. by John Wesley. 



365 l. m. 

THY loving Spirit, Lord, alone, 
Can lead me forth, and make me free, 
The bondage break in which I groan, 
And set my heart at liberty. 

2 Now let thy Spirit bring me in, 
And give thy servant to possess 

The land of rest from inbred sin, 
The land of perfect holiness. 

3 Lord, I believe thy power the same, 
The same thy truth and grace endure ; 

And in thy blessed hands I am, 
And trust thee for a perfect cure. 

4 Come, Savior, come, and make me whole, 
Entirely all my sins remove ; 

To perfect health restore my soul, 
To perfect holiness and love. 

Charles Wesley. 

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366 l. m. 

T THIRST, thou wounded Lamb of God, 

1 To wash me in thy cleansing blood ; 
To dwell within thy wounds ; then pain 
Is sweet, and life or death is gain. 

2 Take my poor heart, and let it be 
Forever closed to all but thee ; 

Seal thou my breast, and let me wear 
That pledge of love forever there. 

3 How blest are they who still abide 
Close sheltered in thy bleeding side, 
Who thence their life and strength derive, 
And by thee move, and in thee live ! 

4 What are our works but sin and death, 
Till thou thy quickening Spirit breathe? 
Thou givest the power thy grace to move : 
O wondrous grace ! O boundless love ! 

5 How can it be, thou heavenly King, 
That thou shouldst us to glory bring? 
Make slaves the partners of thy throne, 
Decked with a never-fading crown? 

6 Hence our hearts melt, our eyes o'erflow, 
Our words are lost, nor will we know, 
Nor will we think of aught beside, 

My Lord, my Love, is crucified. 

Nicolaus L. Zinzendorf, tr. by John Wesley. 



367 a 

FROM the cross there flows a hallowed stream, 
Full of power, sinners to redeem ; 
Let the world the blessed tidings know, 
That this stream can wash as white as snow. 

Chorus 

Oh, this stream of crimson flood ! 

Oh, this hallowed saving blood ! 

Let the world the blessed tidings know, 

That Jesus' blood can wash as white as snow. 

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2 Millions there have washed away their sin ; 
Millions more may freely enter in ; 

To this fountain let the sin-sick go, 

And its stream will wash as white as snow. 

3 Peace and pardon, life and love it brings, 
Till the soul in holy rapture sings 

In the strains that swift and praiseful flow, 
" Jesus' blood can wash as white as snow." 

Copyright, 1895, by John R. Bryant. Elisha A. Hoffman. 

368 p.m. 

NONE is like Jeshurun's God, 
So great, so strong, so high ; 
Lo ! he spreads his wings abroad, 

He rides upon the sky : 
Israel is his first-born son ; 

God, the Almighty God, is thine ; 
See him to thy help come down, 
The excellence divine. 

2 Thee the great Jehovah deigns 
To succor and defend ; 

Thee the eternal God sustains, 

Thy Maker and thy Friend : 
Israel, what hast thou to dread? 

Safe from all impending harms, 
Round thee and beneath are spread 

The everlasting arms. 

3 God is thine ; disdain to fear 
The enemy within ; 

God shall in thy flesh appear, 

And make an end of sin ; 
God the man of sin shall slay, 

Fill thee with triumphant joy ; 
God shall thrust him out, and say, 

4 'Destroy them all, destroy!" 

4 All the struggle then is o'er, 
And wars and fightings cease ; 

Israel then shall sin no more, 

But dwell in perfect peace : 
All his enemies are gone ; 

Sin shall have in him no part ; 
Israel now shall dwell alone, i 

With Jesus in his heart. 

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5 In a land of corn and wine 
His lot shall be below : 

Comforts there, and blessings join, 

And milk and honey flow : 
Jacob's well is in his soul, 

Gracious dews his heavens distil, 
Fill his soul, already full, 

And shall forever fill. 

6 Blest, O Israel, art thou ! 
What people is like thee? 

Saved from sin by Jesus now 

Thou art and still shalt be : 
Jesus is thy seven-fold shield ; 

Jesus is thy flaming sword, 
Earth and hell and sin shall yield 

To God's almighty word. Charles Wesley. 



369 S.M. 

HAD I the gift of tongues, 
Great God, without thy grace, 
My loudest words, my loftiest songs, 
Would be but sounding brass. 

2 Though thou shouldst give me skill 
Each mystery to explain, 

Without a heart to do thy will, 
My knowledge would be vain. 

3 Had I such faith in God, 
As mountains to remove, 

No faith could work effectual good, 
That did not work by love. 

4 Grant, then, this one request, 
Whatever be denied, 

That love divine may rule my breast, 
And all my actions guide. 

Samuel Stennett. 



370 

THE thing my God doth hate, 
That I no more may do, 
Thy creature, Lord, again create, 
And all my soul renew. 



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2 My soul shall then, like thine, 
Abhor the thing unclean. 

And. sanctified by love divine, 
Forever cease from sin. 

3 That blessed law of thine, 
Jesus, to me impart : 

The Spirit's law of life divine, 
O write it on my heart ! 

4 Implant it deep within. 
Whence it may ne'er remove. 

The law of liberty from sin. 
The perfect law of love. 

5 Thy nature be my law. 
Thy spotless sanctity ; 

And sweetly every moment draw 
My happy soul to thee. 

6 Soul of my soul, remain ! 
Who didst for all fulfil, 

In me, O Lord, fulfil again 
Thy heavenly Father's will. 

Charles Wesley. 

371 s.m. 

OCOME. and dwell in me, 
Spirit of power within ! 
And bring the glorious liberty 
From sorrow, fear and sin. 

2 The seed of sin's disease, 
Spirit of health, remove, 

Spirit of finished holiness, 
Spirit of perfect love. 

3 Hasten the joyful day 
Which shall my sins consume. 

When old things shall be done away, 
And all things new become. 

4 I want the witness. Lord, 
That all I do is right. 

According to thy will and word, 
Well pleasing in thy sight. 
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5 I ask no higher state ; 

Indulge me but in this, 
And soon or later then translate 

To my eternal bliss. 

Charles Wesley. 



372 cm. 

JESUS, my life, thyself apply; 
Thy Holy Spirit breathe ; 
My vile affections crucify ; 
Conform me to thy death. 

2 Conqueror of hell and earth and sin, 
Still with the rebel strive ; 

Enter my soul and work within, 
And kill and make alive. 

3 More of thy life, and more I have, 
As the old Adam dies ; 

Bury me, Savior, in thy grave, 
That I with thee may rise. 

4 Reign in me, Lord ; thy foes control, 
Who would not own thy sway ; 

Diffuse thine image through my soul ; 
Shine to the perfect day. 

5 Scatter the last remains of sin, 
And seal me thine abode ; 

O make me glorious all within, 
A temple built by God ! 

Charles "Wesley. 



373 

LORD of mercy, God of might, 
Dwelling in effulgence bright, 
Shed thy gracious beams on me, 
In thy freedom make me free. 

2 Lord of life and light and power, 
Guide me, guard me, every hour ; 
Gird me for life's toilsome way, 
Turn its darkness into day. 



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3 Lord of grace and truth and love, 
Fit me here for worlds above ; 

Let me lose my will in thine, 
In thine image let me shine. 

4 Lord of earth and heaven above, 
Fill me now with perfect love ; 
Sanctify by power divine, 

And from dross my heart refine. 

5 Lord of angels and of men, 
Coming soon to earth again, 
For that day my soul prepare, 
In that glory let me share. 

Wilson T. Hogue. 

374 L.M. Gl. 

COME, O thou universal Good, 
Balm of the wounded conscience, come ! 
The hungry, dying spirit's food, 

The weary, wandering pilgrim's home ; 
Haven to take the shipwrecked in : 
My everlasting rest from sin. 

2 Come, O my comfort and delight, 

My strength and health, my shield and sun, 
My boast and confidence and might, 

My joy, my glory and my crown, 
My gospel hope, my calling's prize, 
My tree of life, my paradise. 

3 The secret of the Lord thou art, 
The mystery so long unknown, 

Christ in a pure and perfect heart, 

The name inscribed on the white stone, 
The life divine, the little leaven, 
My precious pearl, my present heaven. 

Charles Wesley. 



375 7. d. 

JESUS, plant and root in me 
All the mind that was in thee ; 
Settled peace I then shall find ; 
Jesus' is a quiet mind. 

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Anger I no more shall feel, 
Always even, always still ; 
Meekly on my God reclined ; 
Jesns' is a gentle mind. 

2 I shall suffer and fulfil 

All my Father's gracious will ; 
Be in all alike resigned : 
Jesus' is a patient mind. 
When 'tis deeply rooted here, 
Perfect love shall cast out fear ; 
Fear doth servile spirits bind : 
Jesus' is a noble mind. 

3 I shall nothing know beside 
Jesus, and him crucified : 
Perfectly to him be joined : 
Jesus' is a loving mind. 

I shall triumph evermore : 
Gratefully my God adore : 
God so good, so true, so kind ; 
Jesus' is a thankful mind. 

4 Lowly, loving, meek and pure, 
I shall to the end endure : 

Be no more to sin inclined : 
Jesus' is a constant mind. 
I shall fully be restored 
To the image of my Lord. 
Witnessing to all mankind, 

JeSUS' is a perfect mind. Charles Wesley. 

376 8.8.6. 

OLOVE divine, how sweet thou art ! 
When shall I find my willing heart 
All taken up by thee? 

1 thirst, I faint, I die to prove 
The greatness of redeeming love, 

The love of Christ to me. 

2 Stronger his love than death or hell ; 
Its riches are unsearchable : 

The first-born sons of light 
Desire in vain its depths to see. 
They cannot reach the mystery. 

The length, the breadth, the height. 

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3 God only knows the love of God ; 
O that it now were shed abroad 

In this poor stony heart : 
For love I sigh, for love I pine ; 
This only portion, Lord, be mine ; 

Be mine this better part. 

4 O that I could forever sit 
With Mary at the Master's feet ! 

Be this my happy choice ; 
My only care, delight and bliss, 
My joy, my heaven on earth, be this, 

To hear the Bridegroom's voice. 

5 O that I could, with favored John, 
Recline my weary head upon 

The dear Redeemer's breast : 
From care and sin and sorrow free, 
Give me, O Lord, to find in thee 

My everlasting rest. 

Charles Wesley. 



377 7. 

SAVIOR of the sin-sick soul. 
Give me faith to make me whole ; 
Finish thy great work of grace ; 
Cut it short in righteousness. 

2 Speak the second time, "Be clean !" 
Take away my inbred sin ; 

Every stumbling-block remove ; 
Cast it out by perfect love. 

3 Nothing less will I require ; 
Nothing more can I desire : 
None but Christ to me be given ; 
None but Christ in earth or heaven. 

4 O that I might now decrease ! 
O that all I am might cease ! 
Let me into nothing fall ; 

Let my Lord be all in all ! 

Charles Wesley. 

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378 8.8.6. 

GLORIOUS hope of perfect love ! 
1 1 lifts me up to things above ; 
It bears on eagles' wings ; 
It gives my ravished soul a taste, 
And makes me for some moments feast 
With Jesus' priests and kings. 

2 Rejoicing now in earnest hope, 

I stand, and from the mountain-top 

See all the land below : 
Rivers of milk and honey rise, 
And all the fruits of paradise 

In endless plenty grow. 

3 A land of corn and wine and oil, 
Favored with God's peculiar smile, 

With every blessing blest ; 
There dwells the Lord our Righteousness, 
And keeps his own in perfect peace, 

And everlasting rest. 

4 O that I might at once go up ; 
No more on this side Jordan stop, 

But now the land possess ; 
This moment end my legal years, 
Sorrows and sins and doubts and fears, 

A howling wilderness ! 

5 Now, O my Joshua, bring me in ! 
Cast out thy foes ; the inbred sin, 

The carnal mind remove ; 
The purchase of thy death divide, 
And, oh, with all the sanctified 

Give me a lot of love ! 

Charles Wesley. 



379 cm. 

I WOULD be thine ; O take my heart, 
And fill it with thy love ; 
Thy sacred image, Lord, impart, 
And seal it from above. 



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2 I would be thine ; but while I strive 
To give myself away. 

I feel rebellion still alive, 
And wander while I pray. 

3 I would be thine ; but. Lord, I feel 
Evil still lurks within : 

Do thou thy majesty reveal, 
And overcome my sin. 

4 I would be thine : I would embrace 
The Savior, and adore : 

Inspire with faith, infuse thy grace, 
And now my soul restore. 

Andrew Reed. 



380 7. 

JESUS comes with all his grace, 
Comes to save a fallen race ; 
Object of our glorious hope, 
Jesus comes to lift us up. 

2 Let the living stones cry out ; 
Let the sons of Abraham shout ; 
Praise we all our lowly King : 
Give him thanks, rejoice and sing. 

3 We are now his lawful right ; 
Walk as children of the light : 
We shall soon obtain the grace, 
Pure in heart to see his face. 

4 We shall gain our calling's prize ; 
After God we all shall rise. 

Filled with joy and love and peace, 
Perfected in holiness. 

5 Let us then rejoice in hope ; 
Steadily to Christ look up ; 
Trust to be redeemed from sin ; 
Wait till he appear within. 

6 Hasten. Lord, the perfect day ; 
Let thy every servant say, 

I have now obtained the power, 
Born of God to sin no more. 

Charles Wesley. 

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381 CM. 

I KNOW that my Redeemer lives, 
And ever prays for me ; 
A token of his love he gives, 
A pledge of liberty. 

2 I find him lifting up my head ; 
He brings salvation near ; 

His presence makes me free indeed, 
And he will soon appear. 

3 He wills that I should holy be ; 
What can withstand his will? 

The counsel of his grace in me 
He surely shall fulfil. 

4 Jesus, I hang upon thy word ; 
I steadfastly believe 

Thou wilt return, and claim me, Lord, 
And to thyself receive. 

5 When God is mine, and I am his, 
Of paradise possessed, 

1 taste unutterable bliss, 

And everlasting rest. Charles Wesley. 

382 c. m. 

OSTJN of Righteousness, arise 
With healing in thy wing ; 
To my diseased, my fainting soul, 
Life and salvation bring. 

2 These clouds of pride and sin dispel 
By thy all-piercing beam ; 

Lighten mine eyes with faith ; my heart 
W T ith holy hope inflame. 

3 My mind, by thy all-quickening power, 
From low desires set free ; 

Lnite my scattered thoughts, and fix 
My love entire on thee. 

4 Father, thy long-lost son receive ; 
Savior, thy purchase own ; 

Blest Comforter, with peace and joy 
Thy new-made creature crown. 

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5 Eternal, undivided Lord, 

Coequal One in Three, 
On thee all faith, all hope be placed ; 

All love be paid to thee. 

John WesleyO). 



383 s. 7. d. 

LOVE divine, all loves excelling, 
Joy of heaven, to earth come down, 
Fix in us thy humble dwelling ; 

All thy faithful mercies crown. 
Jesus, thou art all compassion, 

Pure, unbounded love thou art ; 
Visit us with thy salvation ; 
Enter every trembling heart. 

2 Breathe, O breathe thy loving Spirit 
Into every troubled breast : 

Let us all in thee inherit ; 

Let us find that second rest. 
Take away our bent to sinning ; 

Alpha and Omega be; 
End of faith, as its beginning, 

Set our hearts at liberty. 

3 Come, almighty to deliver, 
Let us all thy life receive ; 

Suddenly return, and never, 

Nevermore thy temples leave : 
Thee we would be always blessing, 

Serve thee as thy hosts above, 
Pray, and praise thee without ceasing, 

Glory in thy perfect love. 

4 Finish then thy new creation ; 
Pure and spotless let us be ; 

Let us see thy great salvation, 

Perfectly restored in thee : 
Changed from glory into glory, 

Till in heaven we take our place, 
Till we cast our crowns before thee, 

Lost in wonder, love and praise. 

Charles Wesley. 



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384 8.7.D, 

I AM dwelling on the mountain, 
Where the golden sunlight gleams 
O'er a land whose wondrous beauty 
Far exceeds my fondest dreams ; 
Where the air is pure, ethereal, 

Laden with the breath of flowers, 
That are blooming by the fountain, 
'Neath the amaranthine bowers. 

Chorus 

Is not this the land of Beulah, 

Blessed, blessed land of light, 
Where the flowers bloom forever, 

And the sun is always bright? 

2 I can see far down the mountain. 
Where I wandered weary years, 

Often hindered in my journey 

By the ghosts of doubts and fears ; 

Broken vows and disappointments 
Thickly sprinkled all the way, 

But the Spirit led, unerring, 
To the land I hold to-day. 

3 I am drinking at the fountain, 
Where I ever would abide ; 

For I've tasted life's pure river, 

And my soul is satisfied ; 
There's no thirsting for life's pleasures, 

Nor adorning rich and gay, 
For I've found a richer treasure. 

One that fadeth not away. 

4 Tell me not of heavy crosses, 
Nor of burdens hard to bear, 

For I've found this great salvation 
Makes each burden light appear ; 

And I love to follow Jesus, 
Gladly counting all but dross, 

Worldly honors all forsaking 
For the glory of the cross. 

5 O the cross has wondrous glory ! 
Oft I've proved this to be true ; 

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When I'm in the way so narrow, 

I can see a pathway through ; 
And how sweetly Jesus whispers : 

Take the cross, thou needst not fear, 
For I've trod this way before thee, 

And the glory lingers near. 

Harriet W. ReQua. 



385 l. m. 

THOT7GH eighteen hundred years are past 
Since Christ did in the flesh appear, 
His tender mercies ever last, 

And still his healing power is here. 

2 Would he the body's health restore, 
And not regard the sin-sick soul? 

The sin-sick soul he loves much more, 
And surely he will make it whole. 

3 All my disease, my every sin, 
To thee, O Jesus, I confess : 

In pardon, Lord, my cure begin, 
And perfect it in holiness. 

4 That token of thine utmost good, 
Now, Savior, now. on me bestow : 

And purge my conscience with thy blood, 
And wash my nature white as snow. 

Charles Wesley. 



386 7. 

HEX, my Savior, shall I be 
Perfectly resigned to thee? 
Poor and vile in my own eyes, 
Only in thy wisdom wise? 

2 Only thee content to know, 
Ignorant of all below? 

Only guided by thy light ? 
Only mighty in thy might? 

3 So I may thy Spirit know, 
Let him as he listeth blow : 
Let the manner be unknown, 
So I may with thee be one. 



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4 Fully in my life express 
All the heights of holiness ; 
Sweetly let my spirit prove, 
All the depths of humble love. 

Charles Wesley. 



ggy Activity and Zeal 

HpRLE-HEARTED, whole-hearted, faithful and loyal, 
1 King of our lives, by thy grace we will be ; 
Under the standard exalted and royal, 

Strong in thy strength we will battle for thee. 

Chorus 

Peal out the watchword ! silence it never ! 

Song of our spirits, rejoicing and free ; 
Peal out the watchword ! loyal forever ! 

King of our lives, by thy grace we will be. 

2 True-hearted, whole-hearted, fullest allegiance 
Yielding henceforth to our glorious King ; 

Valiant endeavor and loving obedience, 
Freely and joyously now would we bring. 

3 True-hearted, whole-hearted, Savior all-glorious ! 
Take thy great power and reign there alone, 

Over our wills and affections victorious, 
Freely surrendered and wholly thine own. 

Frances R. Havergal. 



388 h. m. 

BLOW ye the trumpet, blow 
The gladly solemn sound ! 
Let all the nations know, 
To earth's remotest bound, 
The year of jubilee is come ! 
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 

2 Jesus, our great High Priest, 

Hath full atonement made ; 
Ye weary spirits, rest ; 

Ye mournful souls, be glad : 
The year of jubilee is come ! 
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 

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3 Extol the Lamb of God, 
The all-atoning Lamb ; 

Redemption through his blood 
Throughout the world proclaim : 
The year of jubilee is come ! 
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 

4 Ye slaves of sin and hell, 
Your liberty receive, 

And safe in Jesus dwell, 
And blest in Jesus live : 
The year of jubilee is come ! 
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 

5 Ye who have sold for naught 
Your heritage above, 

Receive it back unbouglit, 
The gift of Jesus' love : 
The year of jubilee is come ! 
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 

6 The gospel trumpet hear, 
The news of heavenly grace ; 

And, saved from earth, appear 
Before your Savior's face : 
The year of jubilee is come ! 
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 

Charles Wesley. 



389 s.m. 

LABORERS of Christ, arise, 
And gird you for the toil ! 
The dew of promise from the skies 
Already cheers the soil. 

2 Go where the sick recline, 
Where mourning hearts deplore, 

And where the sons of sorrow pine, 
Dispense your hallowed store. 

3 Be faith, which looks above, 
With prayer, your constant guest, 

And wrap the Savior's changeless love 
A mantle round your breast. 



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4 So shall you share the wealth 

That earth may ne'er despoil, 
And the blest gospel's saving health 

Repay your arduous toil. 

Lydia H. Sig-ourney. 



390 7.6.7.5. 

WORK, for the night is coming, 
Work through the morning hours : 
Work while the dew is sparkling, 

Work 'mid springing flowers : 
Work when the day grows brighter, 

Work in the glowing sun ; 
Work, for the night is coming. 
When man's work is done. 

2 Work, for the night is coming, 
Work in the sunny noon ; 

Fill brightest hours with labor, 

Rest comes sure and soon. 
Give every flying minute 

Some thing to keep in store : 
Work, for the night is coming, 

When man works no more. 

3 Work, for the night is coming. 
Under the sunset skies ; 

While their bright tints are glowing, 

Work, for daylight flies. 
Work till the last beam fadeth, 

Fadeth to shine no more ; 
Work while the night is darkening, 

When man's work is o'er. 

4 Work, for the night is coming — 
Soon must thy work be done, 

Or 'twill be left unfinished, 

All thou hast begun. 
Work ere thy strength shall fail thee, 

And thou canst work no more ; 
Work, for life's day is ending, 

And will soon be o'er. 

Annie L, Walker. 



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391 cm. 

WORKMAN of God, lose not heart. 
But learn what God is like ; 
And on the darkest battle-field 
Thou shalt know where to strike. 

2 Thrice blest is he to whom is £iven 
The instinct that can tell 

That God is on the field, when he 
Is most invisible. 

3 Blest, too, is he who can divine 
Where real right doth lie, 

And dares to take the side that seems 
Wrong to man's blindfold eye. 

4 Then learn to scorn the praise of men, 
And learn to lose with God ; 

For Jesus won the world through shame, 
And beckons thee his road. 

Frederick W. Faber. 

392 cm. 

OIT is hard to work for God, 
To rise and take his part 
"Upon this battle-field of earth, 
And not sometimes lose heart. 

2 He hides himself so wondrously, 
As though there were no God : 

He is least seen when all the powers 
Of ill are most abroad ; 

3 Or he deserts us in the hour 
The fight is all but lost ; 

And seems to leave us to ourselves 
Just when we need him most. 

4 It is not so, but so it looks ; 
And we lose courage then ; 

And doubts will come if God hath kept 
His promises to men. 

5 But right is right, since God is God ; 
And right the day must win ; 

To doubt would be disloyalty, 

To falter WOUld be Shi. Frederick W. Faber. 
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393 cm. , 

AWAKE, my soul, stretch every nerve, 
And press with vigor on ; 
A heavenly race demands thy zeal, 
And an immortal crown. 

2 'Tis God's all-animating voice 
That calls thee from on high ; 

'Tis he whose hand presents the prize 
To thine aspiring eye. 

3 A cloud of witnesses around 
Hold thee in full survey ; 

Forget the steps already trod, 
And onward urge thy way. 

4 Blest Savior ! introduced by thee, 
Our race have we begun ; 

And, crowned with victory, at thy feet 
We'll lay our trophies down. 

Philip Doddridge. 



394 C.M.D. 

BEHOLD ! I come with joy to do 
The Master's blessed will ; 
My Lord in outward works pursue, 

And serve his pleasure still. 
Thus faithful to my Lord's commands, 

I choose the better part, 
And serve with careful Martha's hands, 
But loving. Mary's heart. 

2 Though careful, without care I am, 
Xor feel my happy toil ; 

Preserved in peace by Jesus' name, 

Supported by his smile : 
Rejoicing thus my faith to show, 

His service my reward ; 
While every work I do below, 

I do it to the Lord. 

3 O that the world the art might know 
Of living thus to thee ; 

And find their heaven begun below, 
And here thy glory see ; 



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Walking in all the works prepared 
• To exercise their grace, 

They gain at last their full reward, 
And see thy glorious face. 

Charles Wesley, 



395 



L. M. 



LORD, speak to me that I may speak 
In living echoes of thy tone ; 
As thou hast sought, so let me seek 
Thy erring children, lost and lone. 

2 O lead me, Lord, that I may lead 

The wandering and the wayward feet ; 

feed me, Lord, that I may feed 

Thy hungering ones with manna sweet. 

3 O strengthen me, that while I stand 
Firm on the rock and strong in thee, 

1 may reach out a loving hand 

To wrestlers with the troubled sea. 

4 O fill me with thy fulness, Lord, 
Until my very heart o'erflow 

In kindling thought and glowing word 
Thy love to tell, thy praise to show. 

5 O use me, Lord, use even me, 

Just as thou wilt, and when and where ; 
Until thy blessed face I see, 

Thy rest, thy joy, thy glory share. 

Frances R. Havergal. 



396 l.m. 

GO FORWARD, is the great command ; 
The threatening dangers all will yield 
To them with earnest heart and hand, 
Who mean to die or win the field. 

Chori's 

It is the Captain's great command, 
Go forward, and the land possess ; 

Lo, I will be at thy right hand, 
To aid, defend, to guide and bless. 



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2 The clouds may darken and obscure 
The path that leads to victory : 

Yet from that path, if naught allure, 
Thou shalt emerge triumphantly. 

3 Go forward, e'en though mountains rise, 
And interpose their forms sublime ; 

Scale thou their summits, and thine eyes 
Shall see from thence that brighter clime. 

4 If ocean's wild, tempestuous gales 
Dash angry waves against thy bark, 

With steady helm and well-trimmed sails. 
Go forward still straight to the mark. 

5 Though prospects all be blasted quite, 
Though friends desert, and hopes decay, 

Beyond the darkest cloud there's light ; 
Go forward, and behold the day. 

William H. Clark. 



397 • L.M. 61. 

FAITH of our fathers ! living still 
In spite of dungeon, fire and sword : 
O how our hearts beat high with joy 

Whene'er we hear that glorious word : 
Faith of our fathers ! holy faith ! 
We will be true to thee till death ! 

2 Our fathers, chained in prisons dark, 
Were still in heart and conscience free : 

How sweet would be their children's fate, 

If they, like them, could die for thee ! 
Faith of our fathers ! holy faith ! 
We will be true to thee till death ! 

3 Faith of our fathers ! we will love 
Both friend and foe in all our strife ; 

And preach thee, too, as love knows how, 

By kindly words and virtuous life : 
Faith of our fathers ! holy faith ! 
We will be true to thee till death ! 

Frederick W. Faber. 

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398 8. 7. D 

JESUS calls me ; I am going 
Where he opens up my way. 
To the toiling of his vineyard, 
Shrinking not a single day. 
Friends may shun me, toil await me, 

Care and sorrow be my lot : 
But I've chosen Christ my Savior, 
I am going, call me not. 

2 Jesus calls me ; I am going 
To the life prepared for me ; 

This poor world can't fill the aching 

Of my heart, or set it free. 
O what anxious, bitter sorrow. 

Does the world give with its strife ; 
But with Jesus — O what glory ! 

Ending in eternal life. 

3 Jesus calls me : I am goini: 
To the washing of his blood. 

Healing now and purifying 
All who test the crimson flood. 

Flesh may cry. Not now — to-morrow : 
Idols rise with wonted power ; 

Jesus, help me, come and help me ! 
Jesus, take me hour by hour. 

4 Jesus calls me ; I am going ; 
Friends and neighbors, come with me ; 

Hasten now and gain salvation. 

For the fountain's full and free : 
Test the grace that Christ now offers. 

Know the worth of this new life : 
Rise to all the bliss immortal, 

Far beyond this world of strife. 

Louis Hartse 



399 S.7.D 

LET me stay ; I fain would labor 
In the vineyard of the Lord ; 
For the fields are ready, whitening. 
Jesus says so in his word. 



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Let me thrust the Spirit's sickle, 

In the fields already white ; 
Let ine blow the gospel trumpet ; 

Let me do with all my might. 

2 Let me stay and wear the armor 
That my Father doth supply ; 

Let me cheer the broken-hearted, 

Help the pilgrim on his way ; 
Let me point the poor and needy 

To a boundless store of grace, 
To a mansion in the heavens. 

Where the weary are at rest. 

3 Let me stay and warn poor sinners 
Of the danger they are in, 

While by Christ they're unprotected, 

Foes without and fears within. 
Let me tell how Jesus loved them 

When he died upon the tree, 
When he cried in grief and anguish, 

"Why hast thou forsaken me?" 

4 Let me stay a little longer, 
Gathering for the garner great. 

Golden sheaves, oh, precious jewels, 

Stars in Jesus' crown complete. 
Let me finish all my labor ; 

Then my armor I'll lay down. 
And with Jesus Christ, my Savior, 

Ever wear a starry crown. 

5 Then I'll range the fields of heaven, 
And with angels ever sing, 

Hallelujah ! glory ! glory ! 

Llallelujah to my King ! 
Then with white-robed seraphs worship 

'Hound the Father's great white throne, 
Always crying, Thou art worthy ! 

O my God, and thou alone ! Morse v. ciute. 



400 

NOW, the sowing and the weeping, 
Working hard and waiting long ; 
Afterward, the golden reaping, 
Harvest-home and grateful song. 



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2 Now, the long and toilsome duty, 
Stone by stone to carve and bring ; 

Afterward, the perfect beauty 
Of the palace of the King. 

3 Now, the spirit conflict-riven, 
Wounded heart, and painful strife ; 

Afterward, the triumph given, 
And the victor's crown of life. 

4 Now, the training, hard and lowly, 
Weary feet and aching brow ; 

Afterward, the service holy, 

And the Master's, "Enter thou!" 

Frances R. Havergal. 



401 L.M. 

HELP us, O Lord, thy yoke to wear, 
Delighting in thy perfect will ; 
Each other's burdens learn to bear, 
And thus thy law of love fulfil. 

2 He that hath pity on the poor, 
Lendeth his substance to the Lord : 

And, lo ! his recompense is sure, 

For more than all shall be restored. 

3 Teach us, with glad, ungrudging heart. 
As thou hast blest our various store, 

From our abundance to impart 
A liberal portion to the poor. 

4 To thee our all devoted be, 

In whom we breathe and move and live ; 
Freely we have received from thee ; 
Freely may we rejoice to give. 

5 And while we thus obey thy word, 
And every call of want relieve, 

O may we find it, gracious Lord, 
More blest to give than to receive. 

Thomas Cotterill, 



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Conflict and Victory 

402 cm. 

AM I a soldier of the cross, 
A follower of the Lamb, 
And shall I fear to own his cause, 
Or blush to speak his name ? 

2 Must I be carried to the skies 
On flowery beds of ease. 

While others fought to win the prize, 
And sailed through bloody seas? 

3 Are there no foes for me to face? 
Must I not stem the flood? 

Is this vile world a friend to grace, 
To help me on to God? 

4 Sure I must fight if I would reign ; 
Increase my courage. Lord : 

I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, 
Supported by thy word. 

5 Thy saints in all this glorious war 
Shall conquer, though they die : 

They see the triumph from afar. 
By faith they bring it nigh. 

6 When that illustrious day shall rise, 
And all thy armies shine. 

In robes of victory through the skies, 
The glory shall be thine. 

Isaac Watts. 



403 s 

ARISE, ye saints, arise ! 
The Lord our leader is ; 
The foe before his banner flies, 
And victory is his. 

2 We follow thee, our guide, 

Our Savior, and our King ; 
We follow thee, through grace supplied 

From heaven's eternal spring. 

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3 We soon shall see the day 

When all our toils shall cease, 
When we shall cast our arms away 



And dwell in endless peace. 

4 This hope supports us here ; 
It makes our burdens light : 

'Twill serve our drooping hearts to cheer, 
Till faith shall end in sight : 

5 Till, of the prize possessed. 
We hear of war no more ; 

And ever with our Leader rest, 

On yonder peaceful shore. Thomas xeiiy. 



ARM me with thy whole armor. Lord ; 
Support my weakness with thy might ; 
Gird on my thigh thy conquering sword, 
And shield me in the threatening fight : 

2 From faith to faith, from grace to grace, 
So in thy strength shall I go on ; 

Till heaven and earth flee from thy face, 
And glory end what grace begun. 

John Wesley. 



OKING of glory, thy rich grace 
Our feeble thought surpasses far : 
Yea, e'en our crimes, though numberless, 
Less numerous than thy mercies are. 

2 Still, Lord, thy saving health display, 
And arm our souls with heavenly zeal ; 

So, fearless, shall we urge our way 
Through all the powers of earth and hell. 



404 



L. M. 



405 



L. M. 



John Wesley. 




S. M. 



And guide my words aright. 



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2 Control my every thought ; 
My whole of sin remove ; 

Let all my works in thee be wrought ; 
Let all be wrought in love. 

3 O arm me with the mind, 
Meek Lamb, that was in thee ; 

And let my knowing zeal be joined 
With perfect charity. 

4 With calm and tempered zeal 
Let me enforce thy call, 

And vindicate thy gracious will, 
Which offers life to all. 

5 O may I love like thee, 
In all thy footsteps tread ; 

Thou hatest all iniquity, 

But nothing thou hast made. 

6 O may I learn the art, 
With meekness to reprove ; 

To hate the sin with all my heart, 
But still the sinner love. 

Charles Wesley. 



407 s.m. 

URGE on your rapid course, 
Ye blood-besprinkled bands ; 
The heavenly kingdom suffers force ; 
'Tis seized by violent hands : 

2 See there the starry crown 
That glitters through the skies ; 

Satan, the world, and sin, tread down 
And take the glorious prize. 

3 Through much distress and pain, 
Through many a conflict here, 

Through blood, ye must the entrance gain, 
Yet, oh, disdain to fear : 

4 "Courage," your Captain cries, 
Who all your toil foreknew, 

"Toil ye shall have, yet all despise ; 
I have o'ercome for you." 



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5 The world cannot withstand 
Its ancient Conqueror ; 

The world must sink beneath the Hand 
Which arms us for the war. 

6 This is the victory — 
Before our faith they fall ; 

Jesus hath died for you and me ; 
Believe, and conquer all. 

Charles Wesley. 



408 s.m. 

MY SOUL, be on thy guard ; 
Ten thousand foes arise ; 
The hosts of sin are pressing hard 
To draw thee from the skies. 

2 O watch and fight and pray ; 
The battle ne'er give o'er ; 

Renew it boldly every day, 
And help divine implore. 

3 Ne'er think the victory won, 
Nor lay thine armor down ; 

The work of faith will not be done, 
Till thou obtain the crown. 

4 Then persevere till death 
Shall bring thee to thy God ; 

He'll take thee, at thy parting breath, 
To his divine abode. 

George Heath. 



409 9.7.S.7. 

CONQUERING now and still to conquer, 
Rideth a King in his might, 
Leading the host of all the faithful 

Into the midst of the fight ; 
See them with courage advancing, 

Clad in their brilliant array, 
Shouting the name of their Leader, 
Hear them exultingly say : 

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Chorus 

Not to the strong is the battle, 

Not to the swift is the race, 
Yet to the true and the faithful 

Victory is promised through grace. 

2 Conquering now and still to conquer, 

Who is this wonderful King? 
Whence are the armies which he leadeth, 

While of his glory they sing? 
He is our Lord and Redeemer, 

Savior and Monarch divine, 
They are the stars that forever 

Bright in his kingdom will shine. 

_ 3 Conquering now and still to conquer, 

Jesus, thou Ruler of all, 
Thrones and their scepters all shall perish, 

Crowns and their splendor shall fall, 
Yet shall the armies thou ieadest, 

Faithful and true to the last, 
Find in thy mansions eternal, 

Rest when their warfare is past. 

Fanny J. Crosby. 

Copyright, 1890, by John R. Sweney. 

410 6. 5. D. 

ONWARD, Christian soldiers ! 
Marching as to war, 
With the cross of Jesus 

Going on before. 
Christ, the royal Master, 
Leads against the foe ; 
Forward into battle 
See his banners go ! 

Refrain 

Onward, Christian soldiers ! 

Marching as to war, 
With the cross of Jesus 

Going on before. 

2 At the sign of triumph 

Satan's host doth flee ; 
On then, Christian soldiers, 

On to victory ! 



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Hell's foundations quiver 

At the shout of praise ; 
Brothers, lift your voices, 

Loud your anthems raise ! 

3 Like a mighty army 
Moves the church of God ; 

Brothers, we are treading 
Where the saints have trod ; 

We are not divided, 
All one body we ; 

One in hope and doctrine, 
One in charity. 

4 Crowns and thrones may perish, 
Kingdoms rise and wane, 

But the church of Jesus 

Constant will remain ; 
Gates of hell can never 

'Gainst that church prevail ; 
We have Christ's own promise, 

And that can not fail. 

5 Onward, then, ye people ! 
Join our happy throng, 

Blend with ours j our voices 

In the triumph song ; 
Glory, laud and honor 

Unto Christ, the King, 
This through countless ages 

Men and angels sing. s, Baring-Gould. 



411 H. M. 

MARCH on, O soul, with strength ! 
Like those strong men of old 
Who 'gainst enthroned wrong 

Stood confident and bold ; 
Who, thrust in prison or cast to flame, 
Still made their glory in the Name. 

2 The sons of fathers we 

By whom our faith is taught 
To fear- no ill, to fight 

The holy fight they fought : 
Heroic warriors ! ne'er from Christ 
By any lure or guile enticed. 



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3 March on, O soul, with strength, 
As strong the battle rolls ! 

'Gainst lies and lusts and wrongs, 

Let courage rule our souls : 
In keenest strife, Lord, may we stand, 
Upheld and strengthened by thy hand. 

4 Xot long the conflict : soon 
The holy war shall cease, 

Faith's warfare ended — won 

The home of endless peace ! 
Look up ! the victor's crown at length : 
March on, O soul, march on, with strength ! 

George T. Coster. 



412 L. M. 

BFLIOLD the Christian warrior stand 
In all the armor of his God ; 
The Spirit's sword is in his hand. 
His feet are with the gospel shod ; 

2 In panoply of truth complete, 
Salvation's helmet on his head, 

With righteousness a breast-plate meet, 
And faith's broad shield before him spread ; 

3 Undaunted to the field he goes ; 
Yet vain were skill and valor there. 

Unless, to foil his legion foes. 

He takes the trustiest weapon, prayer. 

4 Thus, strong in his Redeemer's strength, 
Sin, death and hell he tramples down ; 

Fights the good fight, and wins at length, 
Through mercy, an immortal crown. 

James Montgomery, 

413 L.M. 61. 

SURROUNDED by a host of foes, 
Stormed by a host of foes within, 
Xor swift to flee, nor strong to oppose, 

Single against hell, earth and sin : 
Single, yet undismayed, I am ; 
I dare believe in Jesus' name. 



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2 What though a thousand hosts engage 
A thousand worlds, my soul to shake ; 

I have a shield shall quell their rage, 

And drive the alien armies back : 
Portrayed, it bears a bleeding Lamb ; 
I dare believe in Jesus' name. 

3 Me to retrieve from Satan's hands, 
Me from this evil world to free, 

To purge my sins, and loose my bands, 

And save from all iniquity, 
My Lord and God from heaven he came ! 
I dare believe in Jesus' name. 

4 Salvation in his name there is ; 
Salvation from sin, death and hell ! 

Salvation into glorious bliss ; 

How great salvation, who can tell? 
But all he hath for mine I claim ; 
I dare believe in Jesus' name. 

Charles Wesley. 



414 0. M. D. 

THE Son of God goes forth to war, 
A kingly crown to gain ; 
His blood-red banner streams afar : 

Who follows in his train? 
Who best can drink his cup of woe, 

Triumphant over pain, 
Who patient bears his cross below, 
He follows in his train. 

2 The martyr first, whose eagle eye 
Could pierce beyond the grave, 

Who saw his Master in the sky, 

And called on him to save : 
Like him, with pardon on his tongue 

In midst of mortal pain, 
Lie prayed for them that did the wrong : 

Who follows in his train? 

3 A glorious band, the chosen few 
On whom the Spirit came, 

Twelve valiant saints, their hope they knew, 
And mocked the cross and flame : 



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They met the tyrant's brandished steel, 

The lion's gory mane ; 
They bowed their necks the death to feel : 

Who follows in their train? 

4 A noble army, men and boys, 

The matron and the maid, 
Around the Savior's throne rejoice, 

In robes of white arrayed : 
They climbed the steep ascent of heaven 

Through peril, toil and pain ; 
O God, to us may grace be given 

To follow in their train ! Reginald Heber. 

415 7. 6. D. 

STAND UP ! stand up for Jesus ! 
Ye soldiers of the cross ; 
Lift high the royal banner, 

It must not suffer loss ; 
From victory unto victory 
His army shall he lead, 
Till every foe is vanquished, 
And Christ is Lord indeed. 

2 Stand up ! stand up for Jesus ! 
The trumpet-call obey ; 

Forth to the mighty conflict 

In this his glorious day. 
Ye that are men, now serve him 

Against unnumbered foes ; 
Let courage rise with danger, 

And strength to strength oppose. 

3 Stand up ! stand up for Jesus ! 
Stand in his strength alone, 

The arm of flesh will fail you, 

Ye dare not trust your own : 
Put on the gospel armor, 

And, watching unto prayer, 
Where duty calls or danger, 

Be never wanting there. 

4 Stand up ! stand up for Jesus ! 
The strife will not be long ; 

This day the noise of battle, 
The next the victor's song : 

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To Mm that overcometh, 
A crown of life shall be ; 

He with the King of glory 
Shall reign eternally. 



George Duffield. 



416 



S. M. D. 



SOLDIERS of Christ, arise. 
And put your armor on. 
Strong in the strength which God supplies 

Through his eternal Son : 
Strong in the Lord of Hosts. 

And in his mighty power. 
Who in the strength of Jesus trusts. 
Is more than conqueror. 

2 Stand then in his great might. 
With all his strength endued : 

But take, to arm you for the fight, 

The panoply of God : 
That having all things done. 

And all your conflicts past. 
Ye may o'ercome. through Christ alone. 

And stand entire at last. 

3 Leave no unguarded place. 
Xo weakness of the soul ; 

Take every virtue, every grace, 

And fortify the whole : 
Indissolubly joined. 

To battle all proceed ; 
But arm yourselves with all the mind 

That was in Christ, your Head. 



SOLDIERS of Christ, lay hold 
On faith's victorious shield : 
Armed with that adamant and gold. 

Be sure to win the field : 
If faith surround your heart. 

Satan shall be subdued ; 
Repelled his every fiery dart, 

And quenched with Jesus' blood. 



Charles Wesley. 



417 



S. M. D. 



CONFLICT AND VICTORY 



2 Jesus hath died for you ; 

What can his love withstand ? 
Believe, hold fast your shield, and who 

Shall pluck you from his hand? 
Believe that Jesus reigns ; 

All power to him is given : 
Believe, till freed from sin's remains : 

Believe yourselves to heaven. 

Charles Wesley. 



418 S. M. D. 

HARK, how the watchmen cry ! 
Attend the trumpet's sound : 
Stand to your arms, the foe is nigh, 

The powers of hell surround. 
Who bow to Christ's command. 

Your arms and hearts prepare ; 
The day of battle is at hand, 
Go forth to glorious war. 

2 See on the mountain top 
The standard of your God ; 

In Jesus' name 'tis lifted up, 

All stained with hallowed blood. 

His standard-bearers, now 
To all the nations call : 

To Jesus' cross, ye nations, bow ; 
He bore the cross for all. 

3 Go up with Christ, your Head ; 
Your Captain's footsteps see ; 

Follow your Captain, and be led 

To certain victory. 
All power to him is given ; 

He ever reigns the same : 
Salvation, happiness and heaven. 

Are all in Jesus' name. 

Charles Wesley. 



419 S. M. D. 

ANGELS our march oppose, 
Who still in strength excel, 
Our secret, sworn, eternal foes, 
Countless, invisible ; 



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From thrones of glory driven, 

By flaming vengeance hurled, 
They throng the air, and darken heaven, 

And rule this lower world. 

2 But shall believers fear? 

But shall believers fly? 
Or see the bloody cross appear, 

And all their powers defy ? 
By all hell's host withstood, 

We all hell's host o'erthrow ; 
And, conquering them through Jesus' blood, 

We on to conquer go. 

Charles Wesley. 



420 s.M. 

T STORM the gate of strife, 
-L I force my passage through ; 
And, all intent on endless life, 
The narrow way pursue. 

Chorus 

I take the narrow way ; 

I take the narrow way : 
With the resolute few who dare go through, 

I take the narrow way. 

2 I leave the world behind. 
After my Lord to go, 

Renouncing with a steadfast mind, 
Its pride and pomp and show. 

3 My Father is a God, 
My heritage a throne ; 

And shall I herd with Fashion's brood, 
Or put her baubles on ? 

4 The tinselry of earth, 
The trappings of its pride, 

Unworthy of my heavenly birth, 
I spurn them all aside. 

5 No cumbrous garb I wear, 
My progress to impede ; 

My pilgrim robe, divinely fair, 
Is fashioned ail for speed. 

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6 I cannot slack my pace. 

For earth's fantastic show, 
For like a flint I've set my face. 

That I'll to Zioil go. Joseph McCreery. 

421 s.m. 

OMAY thy powerful word 
Inspire a feeble worm 
To rush into thy kingdom, Lord, 
And take it as by storm. 

Chorus 

We'll drive this battle on : 

We'll drive this battle on ; 
In Jesus' might we'll stand and fight, 

And drive this battle on. 

2 O may we all improve 

The grace already given. 
To seize the crown of perfect love, 

And scale the mount of heaven. 

Charles Wesley, 



Trust and Confidence 

422 

A MIGHTY fortress is our God, 
A bulwark never failing ; 
Our helper he, amid the flood 

Of mortal ills prevailing. 
For still our ancient foe 
Doth seek to work us woe ; 
His craft and power are great, 
And, armed with cruel hate, 
On earth is not his equal. 

2 Did we in our own" strength confide, 
Our striving would be losing : 

Were not the right man on our side, 
The man of God's own choosing. 

Dost ask who that may be? 

Christ Jesus, it is he ; 

Lord Sabaoth is his name, 

From age to age the same, 
And he must win the battle. 



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3 And though this world, with demons filled, 
Should threaten to undo us, 

We will not fear, for God hath willed 
His truth to triumph through us. 

The prince of darkness grim, 

We tremble not for him ; 

His rage we can endure, 

For, lo ! his doom is sure : 
One little word shall fell him. 

4 That word above all earthly powers, 
No thanks to them, abideth ; 

The Spirit and the gifts are ours 
Through him who with us sideth. 

Let goods and kindred go, 

This mortal life also ; 

The body they may kill ; 

God's truth abideth still, 
His kingdom is forever. 

Martin Luther, tr. by Frederick H. Hedge. 

423 ii. 

HOW firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, 
Is laid for your faith in his excellent word ! 
What more can he say than to you he hath said, 
To you who for refuge to Jesus have fled? 

2 "Fear not, I am with thee, O be not dismayed, 
For I am thy God, and will still give thee aid ; 

I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand, 
Upheld by my gracious, omnipotent hand. 

3 "When through the deep waters I call thee to go, 
The rivers of sorrow shall not overflow ; 

For I will be with thee thy trials to bless, 
And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress. 

4 "When through fiery trials thy pathway shall lie, 
My grace, all-sufficient, shall be thy supply ; 

The flame shall not hurt thee ; I only design 
Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine. 

5 "E'en down to old age all my people shall prove 
My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love ; 

And when hoary hairs shall their temples adorn, 
Like lambs they shall still in my bosom be borne. 

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6 "The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for repose, 
I will not, I will not desert to his foes ; 
That soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake, 
I'll never, no never, no never forsake !" 



JESUS, Savior, pilot me 
Over life's tempestuous sea ; 
Unknown waves before me roll, 
Hiding rocks and treacherous shoal ; 
Chart and compass came from thee; 
Jesus, Savior, pilot me. 

2 As a mother stills her child, 
Thou canst hush the ocean wild ; 
Boisterous waves obey thy will 
When thou sayest to them, "Be still !" 
Wondrous Sovereign of the sea, 
Jesus, Savior, pilot me. 

3 When at last I near the shore, 
And the fearful breakers roar 
'Twixt me and the peaceful rest, 
Then, while leaning on thy breast, 
May I hear thee say to me. 
"Fear not, I will pilot thee !" 



O Guided by thee, 
Seeing not yet the hand 

That leadeth me ; 
Hushed be my heart and still, 
Fear I no further ill ; 
Only to meet thy will 
My will shall be. 

2 Riven the rock for me, 

Thirst to relieve, 
Manna from heaven falls 

Fresh every eve ; 



Robert Keene. 



424 



7. 61. 



Edward Hopper. 




6. 4. 6. 



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Never a want severe 
Causeth my eye a tear, 
But thou dost whisper near, 
'"Only believe !" 

3 Often to Marah's brink 
Have I been brought ; 

Shrinking the cup to drink, 

Help I have sought ; 
And with the prayer's ascent, 
Jesus the branch hath rent — 
Quickly relief hath sent, 

Sweetening the draught. 

4 Savior ! I long to walk 
Closer with thee ; 

Led by thy guiding hand, 

Ever to be ; 
Constantly near thy side, 
Quickened and purified, 
Living for him who died 

Freely for me ! 

Charles S. Robinson. 



426 cm. 

LORD, I believe thy every word, 
Thy every promise true ; 
And, lo ! I wait on thee, my Lord, 
Till I my strength renew. 

2 If in this feeble flesh I may 
Awhile show forth thy praise, 

Jesus, support the tottering clay, 
And lengthen out my days. 

3 If such a worm as I can spread 
The common Savior's name, 

Let him who raised thee from the dead, 
Quicken my mortal frame. 

4 Still let me live thy blood to show, 
Which purges every stain ; 

And gladly linger out below 
A few more years in pain. 

Charles Wesley. 

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427 



6. 4. 6. 



FADE, fade, each earthly joy ; 
Jesus is mine. 
Break, every tender tie ; 

Jesus is mine. 
Dark is the wilderness, 
Earth has no resting-place, 
Jesus alone can bless ; 
Jesus is mine. 

2 Tempt not my soul away ; 

Jesus is mine. 
Here would I ever stay ; 

Jesus is mine. 
Perishing things of clay, 
Born but for one brief day, 
Pass from my heart away, 

Jesus is mine. 

3 Farewell, ye dreams of night, 

Jesus is mine. 
Lost in this dawning light 

Jesus is mine. 
All that my soul has tried, 
Left but a dismal void, 
Jesus has satisfied, 

Jesus is mine. 

4 Farewell, mortality, 
Jesus is mine. 

Welcome, eternity, 
Jesus is mine. 
Welcome, O loved and blest, 
Welcome, sweet scenes of rest, 
Welcome, my Savior's breast, 

JeSUS is mine. Catharine J. Bonar. 



k HE Lord my pasture shall prepare, 



1 And feed me with a shepherd's care ; 
His presence shall my wants supply, 
And guard me with a watchful eye ; 
My noon-day walks he shall attend, 
And all my midnight hours defend. 



428 



L. M. 6 1. 




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2 When in the sultry glebe I faint, 
Or on the thirsty mountain pant, 
To fertile vales and dewy meads, 
My weary, wandering steps he leads, 
Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow, 
Amid the verdant landscape flow. 

3 Though in a bare and rugged way 
Through devious, lonely wilds I stray, 
Thy bounty shall my pains beguile, 
The barren wilderness shall smile, 
With sudden greens and herbage crowned, 
And streams shall murmur all around. 

4 Though in the paths of death I tread, 
With gloomy horrors overspread, 

My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, 
For Thou, O Lord, art with me still : 
Thy friendly crook shall give me aid. 
And guide me through the dreadful shade. 

Joseph Addison. 



429 r, M 

HOW do thy mercies close me round ! 
Forever be thy name adored ; 

1 blush in all things to abound ; 
The servant is above his Lord. 

2 Inured to poverty and pain, 

A suffering life my Savior led ; 
The Son of God, the Son of man, 
He had not where to lay his head. 

3 But, lo ! a place he hath prepared 
For me, whom watchful angels keep ; 

Yea, he himself becomes my guard ; 

He smooths my bed, and gives me sleep. 

4 Jesus protects ; my fears, begone ; 
What can the Rock of Ages move? 

Safe in thy arms I lay me down. 
Thine everlasting arms of love 

Charles Wesley. 



270 



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430 



L. M. D. 



AWAY, my unbelieving fear ! 
Fear shall in me no more have place ; 
My Savior doth not yet appear. 

He hides the brightness of his face : 
But shall I therefore let him go, 

And basely to the tempter yield? 
No, in the strength of Jesus, no, 
I never will give up my shield. 

2 Although the vine its fruit deny, 
Although the olive yield no oil, 

The withering fig-trees droop and die, 
The fields elude the tiller's toil, 

The empty stall no herd afford, 
And perish all the bleating race, 

Yet will I triumph in the Lord, 
The God of my salvation praise. 

3 In hope, believing against hope, 
Jesus, my Lord, my God, I claim ; 

Jesus, my strength, shall lift me up, 

Salvation is in Jesus' name : 
To me he soon shall bring it nigh ; 

My soul shall then outstrip the wind ; 
On wings of love mount up on high, 

And leave the world and sin behind. 



OLOYE of God, how strong and true ! 
Eternal and yet ever new ; 
Fncomprehended and unbought. 
Beyond all knowledge and all thought, 

2 O heavenly love, how precious still ! 
In days of weariness and ill ; 

In nights of pain and helplessness, 
To heal, to comfort and to bless. 

3 O wide embracing, wondrous love ! 
We read thee in the sky above ; 
We read thee in the earth below, 

In seas that swell and streams that flow. 




Charles Wesley. 



431 



L. M. 



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4 We read thee best in him who came 
To bear for us the cross of shame ; 
Sent by our Father from on high, 
Our life to live, our death to die. 

5 O love of God. our shield and stay 
Through all the perils of our way ; 
Eternal love, in thee we rest. 

Forever safe, forever blest. Horatius Bonar. 

432 8.7.D. 

CALL Jehovah thy salvation. 
Rest beneath the Almighty's shade : 
In his secret habitation 

Dwell, nor ever be dismayed : 
There no tumult can alarm thee. 

Thou shalt dread no hidden snare : 
Guile nor violence can harm thee. 
In eternal safety there. 

2 From the sword at noonday wasting, 
From the noisome pestilence. 

In the depth of midnight blasting. 

God shall be thy sure defense : 
Fear thou not the deadly quiver. 

When a thousand feel the blow : 
Mercy shall thy soul deliver. 

Though ten thousand be laid low. 

3 Since, with pure and firm affection. 
Thou on God hast set thy love. 

With the wings of his protection. 

He will shield thee from above. 
Thou shalt call on him in trouble. 

Fie will harken. he will >ave : 
Here for grief reward thee double. 

Crown with life beyond the grave. 

James Montgomery. 

433 l.m 

GOD is the refuge of his saints, 
When storms of sharp distress invade : 
Ere we can offer our complaints. 
Behold him present with his aid. 



TRUST AND CONFIDENCE 



2 Let mountains from their seats be hurled 
Down to the deep, and buried there. 

Convulsions shake the solid world, 
Our faith shall never yield to fear. 

3 Loud may the troubled ocean roar ; 
In sacred peace our souls abide : 

While every nation, every shore. 

Trembles, and dreads the swelling tide. 

4 There is a stream whose gentle flow 
Supplies the city of our God, 

Life, love and joy, still gliding through, 
And watering our divine abode. 

5 That sacred stream, thy holy word, 
Our grief allays, our fear controls : 

Sweet peace thy promises afford. 

And give new strength to fainting souls. 

6 Zion enjoys her Monarch's love. 
Secure against a threatening hour ; 

Nor can her firm foundation move. 

Built on his truth, and armed with power. 

Isaac Watts, 

434 7. 

SAVIOR, lead me lest I stray, 
Gently lead me all the way ; 
I am safe when by thy side, 

1 would in thy love abide. 

Chortts 

Lead me, lead me, 

Savior, lead me lest I stray ; 
Gently down the stream of time, 

Lead me, Savior, all the way. 

2 Thou the refuge of my soul 
When life's stormy billows roll, 
I am safe when thou art nigh, 
On thy mercy I rely. 

3 Savior, lead me till at last, 
When the storm of life is past, 
I shall reach the land of day, 
Where all tears are wiped away. 

Frank M, Davis. 

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435 C. M. D. 

I BOW rny forehead to the dust, 
I veil mine eyes for shame. 
And urge, in trembling self -distrust, 

A prayer without a claim : 
No offering of my own I have, 
Nor works my faith to prove ; 

1 can but give the gifts he gave, 
And plead his love for love. 

2 I dimly guess from blessings known, 
Of greater out of sight ; 

And with the chastened psalmist own 

His judgments too are right : 
And if my heart and flesh are weak 

To bear an untried pain, 
The bruised reed he will not break, 

But strengthen and sustain. 

3 I know not what the future hath 
Of marvel or surprise, 

Assured alone that life and death 

His mercy underlies : 
And so beside the silent sea 

I wait the muffled oar ; 
No harm from him can come to me 

On ocean or on shore. 

4 I know not where his islands lift 
Their f ronded palms in air ; 

I only know I can not drift 

Beyond his love and care : 
And thou, O Lord, by whom are seen 

Thy creatures as they be. 
Help me still closer now to lean 

My human heart on thee ! 

John G. Whittier. 



436 t. d. 

JESUS, Lover of my soul, 
Let me to thy bosom fly, 
While the nearer waters roll, 
While the tempest still is high ! 



274 



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Hide me, O my Savior, hide, 
Till the storm of life is past ; 

Safe into the haven gnide, 
Oh, receive my soul at last ! 

2 Other refuge have I none ; 
Hangs my helpless soul on thee : 

Leave, oh, leave me not alone, 
Still support and comfort me : 

All niy trust on thee is stayed, 
All my help from thee I bring ; 

Cover my defenseless head 
With the shadow of thy wing. 

3 Thou, O Christ, art all I want ; 
More than all in thee I find ; 

Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, 
Heal the sick, and lead the blind. 

Just and holy is thy name, 
I am all unrighteousness ; 

False and full of sin I am. 

Thou art full of truth and grace. 

4 Plenteous grace with thee is found, 
Grace to cover all my sin ; 

Let the healing streams abound ; 

Make and keep me pure within. 
Thou of life the fountain art, 

Freely let me take of thee ; 
Spring thou up within my heart. 

Rise to all eternity. 

Charles Wesley. 



437 ii. 

OSAFE to the rock that is higher than I, 
My soul in its conflicts and sorrows would fly ! 
So sinful, so weary, thine, thine would I be ; 
Thou blest "Rock of Ages," I'm hiding in thee. 

Refrain 

Hiding in thee, I'm hiding in thee, 
Thou blest "Rock of Ages," I'm hiding in thee ; 
So sinful, so weary, thine, thine would I be ; 
Thou blest "Rock of Ages," I'm hiding in thee. 



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2 In the calm of the noontide, in sorrow's lone hour, 
In times when temptation casts o'er me its power, 

In the tempests of life, on its wide, heaving sea, 
Thou blest "Rock of Ages," I'm hiding in thee. 

3 How oft in the conflict, when pressed by the foe, 
I have fled to my Refuge and breathed out my woe ; 
How often, when trials like sea-billows roll, 
Have I hidden in thee, O thou Rock of my soul. 

William 0. Cushing\ 

438 S.M.D. 

GIVE to the winds thy fears ; 
Hope, and be undismayed ; 
God hears thy sighs and counts thy tears, 

God shall lift up thy head ; 
Through waves and clouds and storms, 

He gently clears thy way ; 
Wait thou his time, so shall this night 
Soon end in joyous day. 

2 Still heavy is thy heart? 
Still sink thy spirits down? 

Cast off thy weight, let fear depart, 

And every care be gone. 
What though thou rulest not ; . 

Yet heaven and earth and hell x 
Proclaim, "God sitteth on the throne, 

And ruleth all things well." 

3 Leave to his sovereign sway 
To choose and to command : 

So shalt thou, wondering, own his way, 
How wise, how strong his hand ! 

Far, far above thy thought 
His counsel shall appear, 

When fully he the work hath wrought. 
That caused thy needless fear. 

Paul Gerhardt, tr. Ly John Wesley. 

439 s. m. d. 

COMMIT thou all thy griefs 
And ways into his hands, 
To his sure trust and tender care 
Who earth and heaven commands : 



276 



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Who points the clouds their course, 

Whom winds and seas obey : 
He shall direct thy wandering feet 

He shall prepare thy way. 

2 Thou on the Lord rely, 

So, safe thou shalt go on ; 
Fix on his work thy steadfast eye, 

So shall thy work be done. 
No profit canst thou gain 

By self-consuming care ; 
To him commend thy cause — his ear 

Attends the softest prayer. 

Paul Gerhardt, tr. by John Wesley. 

440 c. m. 

THE Lord's my Shepherd, I'll not want : 
He makes me down to lie 
In pastures green ; he leadeth me 
The quiet waters by. 

2 My soul he doth restore again ; 
And me to walk doth make 

Within the paths of righteousness, 
E'en for his own name's sake. 

3 Yea, though I walk through death's dark vale, 
Yet will I fear no ill ; 

For thou art with me, and thy rod 
And staff me comfort still. 

4 A table thou hast furnished me 
In presence of my foes ; 

My head thou dost with oil anoint, 
And my cup overflows. 

5 Goodness and mercy all my life 
Shall surely follow me ; 

And in God's house forevermore 
My dwelling-place shall be. 

William Whittingham and others. 

441 7. 

NEVER further than thy cross, 
Never higher than thy feet : 
Here earth's precious things seem dross ; 
Here earth's bitter things grow sweet. 

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2 Gazing thus our sin we see, 
Learn thy love while gazing thus, 

Sin, which laid the cross on thee. 
Love, which bore the cross for us. 

3 Here we learn to serve and give, 
And, rejoicing, self deny ; 

Here we gather love to live, 
Here we gather faith to die. 

4 Pressing onward as we can, 

Still to this our hearts must tend ; 
Where our earliest hopes began, 
There our last aspirings end ; 

5 Till amid the hosts of light, 
We in thee redeemed, complete, 

Through thy cross made pure and white, 
Cast our crowns before thy feet. 

Elizabeth Charles= 

442 c. m. 

I'M NOT ashamed to own my Lord, 
Or to defend his cause ; 
Maintain the honor of his word. 
The glories of his cross. 

2 Jesus, my God, I know his name ; 
His name is all my trust : 

Nor will he put my soul to shame, 
Nor let my hope be lost. 

3 Firm as his throne his promise stands, 
And he can well secure 

What I've committed to his hands 
Till the decisive hour. 

4 Then will he own my worthless name 
Before his Father's face, 

And in the new Jerusalem 

Appoint my SOUl a place. Isaac Watts. 

443 c. m. 

I KNOW not why God's wondrous grace 
To me he hath made known, 
Nor why — unworthy — Christ in love 
Redeemed me for his own. 



278 



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Chorus 

But "I know whom I have believed, 
And am persuaded that he is able 

To keep that which I've committed 
Unto him against that day." 

2 1 know not how this saving faith 
To me he did impart, 

Nor how believing in his word 
Wrought peace within my heart. 

3 I know not how the Spirit moves, 
Convincing men of sin. 

Revealing Jesus through the word, 
Creating faith in him. 

4 I know not what of good or ill 
May be reserved for me, 

Of weary ways or golden days. 
Before his face I see. 

5 I know not when my Lord may come, 
At night or noonday fair, 

Nor if I'll walk the vale with him, 

Or "meet him in the air." Daniel w. Whittle. 

Copyright. 1884 and 1886, by James McGranahan. 



444 p. m. 

LEAD, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom, 
Lead thou me on ; 
The night is dark, and I am far from home, 

Lead thou me on. 
Keep thou my feet ; I do not ask to see 
The distant scene ; one step enough for me. 

2 I was not ever thus, nor prayed that thou 
Shouldst lead me on ; 

I loved to choose and see my path, but now 

Lead thou me on. 
I loved the garish day. and, spite of fears, 
Pride ruled my will : remember not past years. 

3 So long thy power hath blessed me, sure it still 
Will lead me on 

O'er moor and fen, o'er crag and torrent, till 
The night is gone : 



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And with the morn those angel faces smile, 
Which I have loved long since, and lost awhile. 

John H. Newman. 

445 s. m. 

AWAY my needless fears, 
And doubts no longer mine ; 
A ray of heavenly light appears, 
A messenger divine. 

2 Thrice comfortable hope, 
That calms my troubled breast ; 

My Father's hand prepares the cup, 
And what he wills is best. 

3 If what I wish is good, 
And suits the will divine, 

By earth and hell in vain withstood, 
I know it shall be mine. 

4 Still let them counsel take 
To frustrate his decree ; 

They cannot keep a blessing back, 
By heaven designed for me. 

5 Here then I doubt no more, 
But in his pleasure rest ; 

Whose wisdom, love and truth and power,, 
Engage to make me blest. 

Charles Wesley. 

446 8.7. 

I MUST have the Savior with me, 
For I dare not walk alone, 
I must feel his presence near me, 
And his arm around me thrown. 

Chorus 

Then my soul shall fear no ill, 
Let him lead me where he will, 
I will go without a murmur, 
And his footsteps f ollow still. 

280 



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2 I must have the Savior with me, 
For my faith, at best, is weak ; 

He can whisper words of comfort 
That no other voice can speak. 

3 I must have the Savior with me 
In the onward march of life, 

Through the tempest and the sunshine, 
Through the battle and the strife. 

4 I must have the Savior with me, 
And his eye the way must guide, 

Till I reach the vale of Jordan, 
Till I cross the rolling tide. 

Fanny J. Crosby. 

Copyright, 1884, by John J. Hood. 



447 s.7. 

SAVIOR, help us in our weakness, 
Guide and keep us, hour by hour ; 
Help us meet the world's temptations, 
With thine over-coming power. 

Chorus 

Precious Savior, precious Savior, 

Sweet it is to trust in thee ; 
Precious Savior, precious Savior, 

Smile upon us graciously. 

2 Nothing can we do without thee, 
But all grace, we Jmow, is thine ; 

Strengthen us for every duty, 
Fill us with thy love divine. 

3 Help us take thy yoke upon us, 
And thy blessed word obey. 

Learn of thee, the "Meek and Lowly," 
Humbly serving, day by day. 

4 May we grow like thee, our Savior, 
Whom, though still unseen, we love ; 

Help us show the light to others, 
Show the light that leads above. 

Eliza E. Hewitt. 

Copyright, 1898, by Wm. J. Kirkpatrick. 



281 



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448 8. 8. 8. 8. 6. 

OLOYE, that wilt not let me go, 
I rest my weary soul in thee ; 
I give thee back the life I owe, 
That in thine ocean depths its flow 
May richer, fuller be. 

Refrain 

Love, that wilt not let rne go, 

1 give thee back the life I owe, 
That in thine ocean depths its flow 

May richer, fuller be. 

2 O Light, that followest all my way, 
I yield my flickering torch to thee ; 

My heart restores its borrowed ray, 
That in thy sunshine's blaze its day 
May brighter, fairer be. 

3 O Joy, that seekest me fhrough pain, 
I can not close my heart to thee ; 

I trace the rainbow through the rain, 
And feel the promise is not vain 
That morn shall tearless be. 

4 O Cross, that liftest up my head, 
I dare not ask to fly from thee ; 

I lay in dust life's glory dead, 
And from the ground there blossoms red 
Life that shall endless be. 

George Matheson, 



449 ii. io. 

HE LEADETH me, for I can feel the clasping 
Of that pierced hand so firm, so kind, so dear ; 
And in sweet, trusting confidence I follow, 
And fear no danger while my Guide is near. 

Chorus 

He leadeth me, he leadeth me, 

No danger then my soul shall fear, 

But in sweet, trusting confidence I follow, 
And fear no danger while my Guide is near. 



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2 He leadeth rue. but not through flowery meadows, 
Where sunshine lingers all the gladsome day ; 

My tired feet are often torn and bleeding, 
With thorns that pierce them in this "narrow way.' 

3 He leadeth me, but sometimes in my blindness, 
I turn aside to grasp at earthly toys ; 

Ah, then his voice so tenderly doth win me, 
That like a shadow fly all other joys. 

4 He leadeth me, and I will clasp more closely 
That pierced hand so kind, so firm, so dear : 

And in sweet, trusting confidence I follow. 
And fear no danger while my Guide is near. 

Helen S, Arnold. 

Copyright, 1896. by T. B. Arnold. 



450 10. 9. 

WHAT a fellowship, what a joy divine. 
Leaning on the everlasting arms : 
What a blessedness, what a peace is mine. 
Leaning on the everlasting arms. 

Refrain 

Leaning, leaning, 
Safe and secure from all alarms ; 

Leaning, leaning, 
Leaning on the everlasting arms. 

2 Oh, how sweet to walk in this pilgrim way, 
Leaning on the everlasting arms ; 

Oh, how bright the path grows from day to day 
Leaning on the everlasting arms. 

3 What have I to dread, what have I to fear, 
Leaning on the everlasting arms? 

I have blessed peace with my Lord so near, 
Leaning on the everlasting arms. 

Elisha A. Hoffman. 
Unfaithfulness Mourned 

451 s. m. 

OLORD, thy work revive 
In Zion's gloomy hour, 
And let our dying graces live 
By thy restoring power. 

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2 O let thy chosen f ew 
Awake to earnest prayer ; 

Their covenant again renew, 
And walk in filial fear. 

3 Thy Spirit then will speak 
Through lips of humble clay, 

Till hearts of adamant shall break, 
Till rebels shall obey. 

4 Now lend thy gracious ear ; 
Now listen to our cry : 

O come, and bring salvation near : 
Our souls on thee rely. 

Phoebe H. Brown. 



From folly just awake. 
Reviews his wanderings with surprise ; 
His heart begins to break. 

2 "I'll die no more for bread." he cries, 
"Nor starve in foreign lands ; 

My father's house hath large supplies, 
And bounteous are his hands. 

3 "I starve," he cries, "nor can I bear 
The famine in this land, 

While servants of my father share 
The bounty of his hand. 

4 "With deep repentance I'll return, 
And seek my father's face ; 

Unworthy to be called a son, 
I'll ask a servant's place." 

5 Far off the father saw him move. 
In pensive silence mourn, 

And quickly ran, with arms of love, 
To welcome his return. 

6 Through all the courts the tidings flew, 
And spread the joy around : 

The angels tuned their harps anew, 
The long-lost son is found ! 




son, with streaming eyes, 



C. M. 



Unknown. 



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453 



7. 



DEPTH of mercy ! can there be 
Mercy still reserved for me ? 
Can my God his wrath forbear? 
Me, the chief of sinners, spare? 

Choeus 

God is love, I do believe ; 

He is waiting to forgive. 

He is waiting, waiting to forgive. 

2 I have long withstood his grace ; 
Long provoked him to his face : 
Would not harken to his calls ; 
Grieved him by a thousand falls. 

3 Now incline me to repent : 
Let me now my sins lament ; 
Now my foul revolt deplore, 
Weep, believe, and sin no more. 

4 Kindled his relentings are ; 
Me he now delights to spare ; 
Cries, "How shall I give thee up?" 
Lets the lifted thunder drop. 

5 There for me the Savior stands ; 
Shows his wounds and spreads his hands : 
God is love ! I know, I feel ; 

Jesus weeps and loves me still. Charles WesL 



O The Savior's pardoning blood 
Applied to cleanse my soul from guilt 
And bring me home to God. 

2 Soon as the morn the light revealed, 
His praises tuned my tongue, 

And when the evening shades prevailed, 
His love was all my song. 

3 In prayer my soul drew near the Lord 
And saw his glory shine, 

And when I read his holy word, 
I called each promise mine. 




C. M. 



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4 But now when evening shade prevails, 
My soul in darkness mourns, 

And when the morn the light reveals, 
No light to me returns. 

5 Rise, Lord, and help me to prevail ; 
O make my soul thy care ; 

1 know thy mercy cannot fail ; 

Let me that mercy share. John Newton, ait. 

455 p. m. 

JESUS, let thy pitying eye 
Call back a wandering sheep ; 
False to thee, like Peter, I 

Would fain like Peter weep. 
Let me be by grace restored ; 

On me be all long-suffering shown ; 
Turn, and look upon me, Lord, 
And break my heart of stone. 

2 Savior, Prince, enthroned above, 
Repentance to impart, 

Give me, through thy dying love, 

The humble, contrite heart ; 
Give what I have long implored, 

A portion of thy grief unknown ; 
Turn and look upon me, Lord, 

And break my heart of stone. 

3 For thine own compassion's sake, 
The gracious wonder show ; 

Cast my sins behind thy back, 

And wash me white as snow : 
If thy mercy now is stirred, 

If now I do myself bemoan, 
Turn and look upon me, Lord, 

And break my heart of stone. 

Charles Wesley. 

456 c. m. 

OFOR a closer walk with God, 
A calm and heavenly frame, 
A light to shine upon the road 
That leads me to the Lamb. 

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2 Where is the blessedness I knew 
When first I saw the Lord? 

Where is the soul-refreshing view 
Of Jesus and his word? 

3 What peaceful hours I once enjoyed ! 
How sweet their memory still ! 

But they have left an aching void 
The world can never fill. 

4 Return, O holy Dove, return 
Sweet messenger of rest : 

I hate the sins that made thee mourn, 
And drove thee from my breast. 

5 The dearest idol I have known, 
Whate'er that idol be, 

Help me to tear it from thy throne, 
And worship only thee. 

6 So shall my walk be close with God, 
Calm and serene my frame ; 

So purer light shall mark the road 
That leads me to the Lamb. 

William Cowper. 



457 io. e. 

OHEAR my cry, be gracious now to me, 
Come, Great Deliverer, come ; 
My soul bowed down is longing now for thee, 
Come, Great Deliverer, come. 

Choeus 

I've wandered far away o'er mountains cold, 
I've wandered far away from home ; 

O take me now, and bring me to thy fold, 
Come, Great Deliverer, come. 

2 I have no place, no shelter from the night, 
Come, Great Deliverer^come ; 

One look from thee would give me life and light, 
Come, Great Deliverer, come. 

3 My path is lone, and weary are my feet, 
Come, Great Deliverer, come ; 

Mine eyes look up thy loving smile to meet, 
Come, Great Deliverer, come. 



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4 Thou wilt not spurn contrition's broken sigh, 

Come, Great Deliverer, come ; 
Regard my prayer, and hear my humble cry, 

Come, Great Deliverer, come. 

Fanny J. Crosby. 

458 cm. 

AFFLICTIONS, though they seem severe, 
In mercy oft are sent ; 
They stopped the prodigal's career, 
And caused him to repent. 

Chorus 

"I'll not die here for bread, 

I'll not die here for bread," he cries ; 

"Nor starve in foreign lands ; 
My father's house has large supplies, 

And bounteous are his hands." 

2 "What have I gained by sin," he said, 
"But hunger, shame and fear? 

My father's house abounds in bread, 
While I am starving here ! 

3 "I'll go and tell him all I've done, 
Fall down before his face ; 

Unworthy to be called his son, 
I'll seek a servant's place." 

4 His father saw him coming back ; 
He saw, he ran, he smiled, 

And threw his arms around the neck 
Of his rebellious child ! 

5 "O father, I have sinned — forgive !" 
"Enough," the father said ; 

4 'Rejoice, my house; my son's alive, 
For whom I mourned as dead !" 

6 'Tis thus the Lord his love reveals, 
To call poor sinners home ; 

More than a father's love he feels, 
And welcomes all who come. 

John Newton. 



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Watchfulness and Prayer 

459 L. M. 61. 

0W r ONDROUS power of faithful prayer ! 
W T hat tongue can tell the almighty grace? 
God's hands are bound or open are, 

As Moses or Elijah prays : 
Let Moses in the Spirit groan, 
And God cries out, "Let me alone I" 

2 Let me alone, that all my wrath 
May rise, the wicked to consume ; 

While justice hears thy praying faith, 

It cannot seal the sinner's doom : 
My Son is in my servant's prayer, 
And Jesus forces me to spare. 

3 Father, we ask in Jesus' name ; 
In Jesus' power and spirit pray ; 

Divert thy vengeful thunder's aim ; 

O turn thy threatening wrath away ! 
Our guilt and punishment remove, 
And magnify thy pardoning love. 

4 Father, regard thy pleading Son; 
Accept his all-availing prayer, 

And send a peaceful answer down, 
In honor of our Spokesman there, 
Whose blood proclaims our sins forgiven, 
And speaks thy rebels up to heaven. 

Charles Wesley. 

460 L.M. 

PRAYER is appointed to convey 
The blessings God designs to give : 
Long as they live should Christians pray ; 
They learn to pray when first they live. 

2 If pain afflict, or wrongs oppress ; 
If cares distract, or fears dismay ; 

If guilt deject ; if sin distress ; 

In every case, still watch and pray. 

3 'Tis prayer supports the soul that's weak : 
Though thought be broken, language lame, 

Pray, if thou canst or canst not speak, 
But pray with faith in Jesus' name. 

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4 Depend on him : thou canst not fail ; 

Make all thy wants and wishes known : 
Fear not. his merits must prevail : 

Ask but in faith, it shall be done. 

Joseph Hart, 

4-61 L- M. D. 

SWEET hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer. 
That calls me from a world of care. 
And bids me. at my Father's throne. 
Make all my wants and wishes known : 
In seasons of distress and grief. 
My soul has often found relief. 
And oft escaped the tempter's snare. 
By thy return, sweet hour of prayer. 

2 Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer, 
Thy wings shall my petition bear 

To him. whose truth and faithfulness 
Engage the waiting soul to bless : 
And since he bids me seek his face. 
Believe his word, and trust his grace. 
I'll cast on him my every care. 
And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer. 

3 Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer. 
May I thy consolation share. 

Till, from Mount Pisgah's lofty height. 
I view my home, and take my flight : 
This robe of flesh I'll drop, and rise 
To seize the everlasting prize. 
And shout, while passing through the air. 
Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of prayer ! 

William W. Walford. 

462 l.m. 

OLET the prisoner's mournful cries 
As incense in thy sight appear : 
Their humble wailings pierce the skies. 
If haply they may feel thee near. 

2 The captive exiles make their moans. 

From sin impatient to be free : 
Call home, call home thy banished ones, 

Lead captive their captivity. 

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3 Show them the blood that bought their peace, 
The anchor of their steadfast hope, 

And bid their guilty terrors cease, 

And bring the ransomed prisoners up. 

4 Out of the deep regard their cries ; 
The fallen raise, the mourners cheer ; 

O Sun of righteousness, arise, 

And scatter all their doubt and fear. 

5 Pity the day of feeble things ; 
O gather every halting soul ; 

And drop salvation from thy wings, 
And make the contrite sinner whole. 

Charles Wesley. 

463 i,m. 

OTHOT, our Savior, Brother, Friend, 
Behold a cloud of incense rise ; 
The prayers of saints to heaven ascend, 
Grateful, accepted sacrifice. 

2 Regard our prayers for Zion's peace ; 
Shed in our hearts thy love abroad ; 

Thy gifts abundantly increase ; 
Enlarge, and fill us all with God. 

3 Before thy sheep, great Shepherd, go, 
And guide into thy perfect will : 

Cause us thy hallowed name to know ; 
The work of faith in us fulfil. 

4 Help us to make our calling sure ; 
O let us all be saints indeed, 

And pure, as thou thyself art pure, 
Conformed in all things to our Head. 

5 Take the dear purchase of thy blood ; 
Thy blood shall wash us white as snow : 

Present us sanctified to God, 

And perfected in love below. Charles Wesley. 



464 l. m. 

JESUS, my Savior, Brother, Friend, 
On whom I cast my every care, 
On whom for all things I depend, 
Inspire, and then accept, my prayer. 

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2 If I have tasted of thy grace. 

The grace that sure salvation brings ; 
If with me now thy Spirit stays. 

And, hovering, hides me in his wings ; 

3 Still let him with my weakness stay, 
Nor for a moment's space depart ; 

Evil and danger turn away, 

And keep, till he renews, my heart. 

4 If to the right or left I stray. 
His voice behind me may I hear, 

"Return, and walk in Christ, thy way ; . 
Fly back to Christ, for sin is near !" 

Charles Wesley. 



465 l. m. 

MY GOD, is any hour so sweet. 
From blush of morn to evening star, 
As that which calls me to thy feet — 
The hour of prayer, the hour of prayer? 

2 Blest is that tranquil hour of morn, 
And blest that solemn hour of eve, 

When, on the wings of prayer up-borne, 
The world I leave, the world I leave. 

3 Then is my strength by thee renewed ; 
Then are my sins by thee forgiven ; 

Then dost thou cheer my solitude 

With hopes of heaven, with hopes of heaven. 

4 No words can tell what sweet relief 
Here for my every want I find : 

What strength for warfare, balm for grief, 
What peace of mind, what peace of mind. 

5 Hushed is each doubt, gone every fear : 
My spirit seems in heaven to stay ; 

And e'en the penitential tear 
Is wiped away, is .wiped away. 

6 Lord, till I reach that blissful shore, 
No privilege so dear shall be 

As thus my inmost soul to pour 

In prayer to thee, in prayer to thee. 

Charlotte Elliott. 



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466 l. m. 

FROM every stormy wind that blows, 
From every swelling tide of woes, 
There is a calm, a sure retreat, 
? Tis found beneath the merey-seat. 

2 There is a place where Jesus sheds 
The oil of gladness on our heads ; 

A place than all besides more sweet. 
It is the blood-bought mercy-seat. 

3 There is a scene where spirits blend, 
Where friend holds fellowship with friend ; 
Though sundered far, by faith they meet, 
Around one common mercy-seat. 

4 Ah ! whither could we flee for aid, 
When tempted, desolate, dismayed? 
Or how the hosts of hell defeat, 
Had suffering saints no mercy-seat? 

5 There, there on eagle- wings we soar, 
And sin and sense molest no more ; 

And heaven comes down our souls to greet, 
While glory crowns the mercy-seat. 

6 O may my hand forget her skill, 
My tongue be silent, cold and still, 
This bounding heart forget to beat, 

If I forget the mercy-seat. Hugh stoweii. 

467 i,m. 

WHAT various hindrances we meet 
In coming to a mercy-seat ! 
Yet who that knows the worth of prayer, 
But wishes to be often there? 

2 Prayer makes the darkened cloud withdraw ; 
Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw ; 

Gives exercise to faith and love ; 
Brings every blessing from above. 

3 Restraining prayer, we cease to fight ; 
Prayer keeps the Christian's armor bright ; 
And Satan trembles when he sees 

The weakest saint upon his knees. 

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4 Were half the breath that's vainly spent, 
To heaven in supplication sent, 
Our cheerful song would oftener be, 
"Hear what the Lord has done for me !" 

William Cowper, 



468 l.m. 

MY HOPE, my all, my Savior thou, 
To thee, lo, now my soul I bow ! 
I feel the bliss thy wounds impart, 

1 find thee, Savior, in my heart. 

2 Be thou my strength, be thou my way ; 
Protect me through my life's short day : 
In all my acts may wisdom guide, 

And keep me, Savior, near thy side. 

3 In fierce temptation's darkest hour, 
Save me from sin and Satan's power ; 
Tear every idol from thy throne, 
And reign, my Savior, reign alone. 

4 My suffering time shall soon be o'er : 
Then shall I sigh and weep no more : 
My ransomed soul shall soar away, 

To sing thy praise in endless day. 

Unknown. 



469 l.m. 

OLOYE divine, by Christ revealed, 
Incarnate Love that died for me, 
To thee myself I gladly yield, 
I consecrate my all to thee. 

2 O Light divine, by Christ displayed, 
Source of all light, who flesh became, 

Shed thy bright beams upon my head, 
Burn in my heart a constant flame. 

3 O Truth divine, by Christ made known, 
All truth must thy reflection be : 

Within my heart set up thy throne, 
And in thy freedom make me free. 

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4 O Cross divine, by Christ endured, 

Thou cross on which he groaned and died, 
And man's redemption thus secured, 
In thy blest shadow let me hide. 

5 O Peace divine, by Christ bestowed, 
Thou heavenly dove to earth come down, 

Fix in my heart thy sure abode, 
My life with all thy graces crown. 

6 O Joy divine, by Christ possessed, 
For which he did the cross endure. 

Fill with thyself and make me blest, 
Contented, restful and secure. 

Wilson T. Hogue. 



470 l.m. 

LORD, fill me with a humble fear ; 
My utter helplessness reveal ; 
Satan and sin are always near, 
Thee may I always nearer feel. 

2 O that to thee my constant mind 
Might with an even flame aspire ; 

Pride in its earliest motions find, 
And mark the risings of desire ! 

3 O that my tender soul might fly 
The first abhorred approach of ill, 

Quick as the apple of an eye, 

The slightest touch of sin to feel. 

4 Till thou anew my soul create, 

Still may I strive and watch and pray ; 
Humbly and confidently wait, 
And long to see the perfect day. 

Charles Wesley. 



471 cm 

OUR leather, God, who art in heaven, 
All hallowed be thy name : 
Thy kingdom come ; thy will be done 
In heaven and earth the same. 



THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 



2 Give us this day our daily bread ; 
And as we those forgive 

Who sin against us, so may we 
Forgiving grace receive. 

3 Into temptation lead us not ; 
From evil set us free ; 

And thine the kingdom, thine the power 
And glory, ever. be. Adoniram Judson. 



O In this our evil day ; 
To all thy tempted followers give 
The power to watch and pray. 

2 Long as our fiery trials last, 
Long as the cross we bear, 

O let our souls on thee be cast 
In never-ceasing prayer. 

3 The power of interceding grace 
Give us in faith to claim, 

To wrestle till we see thy face 
And know thy hidden name. 

> Till thou thy perfect love impart, 

Till thou thyself bestow, 
Be this the cry of every heart, 

"I will not let thee go ; 

5 £< I will not let thee go unless 
Thou tell thy name to me, 

With all thy great salvation bless, 
And make me all like thee. 

6 "Then let me on the mountain-top 
Behold thy open face. 

Where faith in sight is swallowed up, 
And prayer in endless praise.*' 



THY presence, Lord, the place shall fill ; 
My heart shall be thy throne ; 
Thy holy, just and perfect will, 
Shall in my flesh be done. 




C. M. 



Charles Wesley. 



473 



C. M. 



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2 I thank thee for the present grace, 
And now in hope rejoice, 

In confidence to see thy face, 
And always hear thy voice. 

3 I have the things I ask of thee ; 
What more shall I require, 

That still my soul may restless be, 
And only thee desire? 

4 Thy only will be done, not mine, 
But make me, Lord, thy home : 

Come as thou wilt, I that resign, 
But O my Jesus, come ! 

Charles Wesley, 



474 c. m. 

OFOR a faith that will not shrink, 
Though pressed by every foe, 
That will not tremble on the brink 
Of any earthly woe ! 

2 That will not murmur or complain 
Beneath the chastening rod, 

But, in the hour of grief or pain, 
W T ill lean upon its God ; 

3 A faith that shines more bright and clear 
When tempests rage without ; 

That when in danger knows no fear, 
In darkness feels no doubt ; 

4 That bears, unmoved, the world's dread frown, 
Nor heeds its scornful smile ; 

That seas of trouble cannot drown, 
Nor Satan's arts beguile ; 

5 A faith that keeps the narrow way 
Till life's last hour is fled, 

And with a pure and heavenly ray 
Illumes a dying bed. 

6 Lord, give us such a faith as this, 
And then, whate'er may come, 

We'll taste, e'en here, the hallowed bliss 
Of an eternal home. 

William H, Bathurst, alt. 



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475 S. M 

THE praying spirit breathe, 
The watching power impart ; 
From all entanglements beneath, 
Call oft my anxious heart. 

2 My feeble mind sustain, 

By worldly thoughts oppressed ; 
Appear, and bid me turn again 
To my eternal rest. 

3 Swift to my rescue come ; 
Thine own this moment seize ; 

Gather my wandering spirit home, 
And keep in perfect peace. 

4 Suffered no more to rove 
O'er all the earth abroad, 

Arrest the prisoner of thy love, 

And Shut me Up in God. Charles Wesley. 



476 s.m. 

BEHOLD the throne of grace ; 
The promise calls us near ; 
There Jesus shows a smiling face, 
And waits to answer prayer. 

2 My soul, ask what thou wilt, 
Thou canst not be too bold : 

Since his own blood for thee he spilt, 
What else can he withhold? 

3 Thine image, Lord, bestow, 
Thy presence and thy love, 

That we may serve thee here below, 
And reign with thee above. 

4 Teach us to live by faith, 
Conform our wills to thine ; 

Let us victorious be in death, 
And then in glory shine. 

5 If thou these blessings give, 
And thou our portion be, 

All worldly joys we'll gladly leave, 

To find our heaven in thee. j hn Newton. 



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477 s. m. 

A CHARGE to keep I have, 
A God to glorify ; 
A never-dying soul to save, 
And fit it for the sky. 

2 To serve the present age, 
' My calling to fulfil, 

O may it all my powers engage, 
To do my Master's will. 

3 Arm me with jealous care, 
As in thy sight to live ; 

And oh, thy servant, Lord, prepare, 
A strict account to give. 

4 Help me to watch and pray, 
And on thyself rely, 

Assured, if I my trust betray, 

I Shall forever die. Charles Wesley. 



478 c. m. 

PRAYER is the soul's sincere desire, 
Uttered or unexpressed ; 
The motion of a hidden fire 
That trembles in the breast. 

2 Prayer is the burden of a sigh, 
The falling of a tear, 

The upward glancing of an eye, 
When none but God is near. 

3 Prayer is the simplest form of speech 
That infant lips can try ; 

Prayer, the sublimest strains that reach 
The Majesty on high. 

4 Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice, 
Returning from his ways ; 

While angels in their songs rejoice 
And cry, "Behold, he prays !" 

5 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, 
The Christian's native air, 

His watchword at the gates of death ; 
He enters heaven with prayer. 



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6 O thou, by whom we come to God, 

The Life, the Truth, the Way, 
The path of prayer thyself hast trod : 

Lord, teach us how to pray ! 

James Montgomery. 



I WANT a principle within, 
Of jealous, godly fear ; 
A sensibility of sin, 
A pain to feel it near : 

1 want the first approach to feel 
Of pride or fond desire ; 

To catch the wandering of my will, 
And quench the kindling fire. 

2 From thee that I no more may part, 
Xo more thy goodness grieve, 

The filial awe, the fleshly heart, 

The tender conscience, give. 
Quick as the apple of an eye, 

O God, my conscience make ; 
Awake my soul when sin is nigh, 

And keep it still awake. 

3 If to the right or left I stray, 
That moment, Lord, reprove ; 

And let me weep my life away, 

For having grieved thy love. 
O may the least omission pain 

My well-instructed soul, 
And drive me to the blood again, 

Which makes the wounded who^e. 

Charles Wesley. 



OTHOU from whom all goodness flows, 
I lift my soul to thee ; 
In all my sorrows, conflicts, woes, 
O Lord, remember me. 

2 If, for thy sake, upon my name 
Reproach and shame shall be, 

I hail reproach, and welcome shame : 
O Lord, remember me. 

300 



479 



C. M. D. 



480 



C. M. 



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3 When worn with pain, disease and grief, 
This feeble body see ; 

Grant patience, rest and kind relief : 

Lord, remember me. 

4 When, in the solemn hour of death, 

1 wait thy just decree, 

Be this the prayer of my last breath, 
O Lord, remember me. 

5 And when before thy throne I stand. 
And lift my soul to thee, 

Then, with the saints at thy right hand, 
O Lord, remember me. 

Thomas Haweis, alt. 



481 p.m. 

TO THE hills I lift mine eyes, 
The everlasting hills ; 
Streaming thence in fresh supplies, 

My soul the Spirit feels : 
Will he not his help afford? 

Help, while yet I ask, is given : 
God comes down, the God and Lord 
Who made both earth and heaven. 

2 Faithful soul, pray always ; pray, 
And still in God confide ; 

He thy feeble steps shall stay, 

Nor suffer thee to slide : 
Lean on thy Redeemer's breast ; 

He thy quiet spirit keeps ; 
Rest in him, securely rest : 

Thy Watchman never sleeps. 

3 Neither sin, nor earth, nor hell, 
Thy Keeper can surprise ; 

Careless slumbers cannot steal 

On his all-seeing eyes : 
He is Israel's sure defense ; 

Israel all his care shall prove, 
Kept by watchful providence, 

And ever-waking Love. 

Charles Wesley. 

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482 8.8.6. 

HELP, Lord, to whom for help I fly, 
And still my tempted soul stand by 
Throughout the evil day ; 
The sacred watchfulness impart, 
And keep the issues of my heart, 
And stir me up to pray. 

2 My soul with thy whole armor arm ; 
In each approach of sin, alarm, 

And show the danger near : 
Surround, sustain and strengthen me, 
And fill with godly jealousy 

And sanctifying fear. 

3 Whene'er my careless hands hang down, 
O let me see thy gathering frown 

And feel thy warning eye ; 
And, starting, cry from ruin's brink, 
"Save, Jesus, or I yield, I sink ; 

O save me, or I die." 

4 If near the pit I rashly stray, 
Before I wholly fall away 

The keen conviction dart ; 
Recall me by thy pitying look, 
That kind, upbraiding glance which broke 

Unfaithful Peter's heart. 

5 In me thine utmost mercy show, 
And make me, like thyself below, 

Unblamable in grace ; 
Ready, prepared and fitted here, 
By perfect holiness, to appear 

Before thy glorious face. Charles Wesley. 

483 l.m. 

OTHOU, who earnest from above, 
The pure celestial fire to impart, 
Kindle a flame of sacred love, 
On the mean altar of my heart ! 

2 There let it for thy glory burn, 

With inextinguishable blaze, 
And trembling to its Source return, 

In humble love and fervent praise. 

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3 Jesus, confirm iny heart's desire, 

To work and speak and think for thee ; 
Still let me guard the holy fire, 
And still stir up thy gift in me. 

4 Ready for all thy perfect will, 
My acts of faith and love repeat 

Till death thy endless mercies seal 
And make the sacrifice complete. 

Charles Wesley. 



484 io. 

ABIDE with me ! Fast falls the eventide, 
The darkness deepens — Lord, with me abide ! 
When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, 
Help of the helpless, O abide with me ! 

2 Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day ; 
Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away ; 
Change and decay in all around I see ; 

thou, who changest not, abide with me ! 

3 I need thy presence every passing hour ; 
What but thy grace can foil the tempter's power? 
Who, like thyself, my guide and stay can be? 
Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me. 

4 I fear no foe, with thee at hand to bless ; 
Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness ; 
Where is death's sting? where, grave, thy victory? 

1 triumph still, if thou abide with me. 

5 Hold thou thy cross before my closing eyes ; 
Shine through the gloom and point me to the skies : 
Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shad- 
ows flee ; 

In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me I 

Henry F. Lyte. 



485 7. 

COME, my soul, thy suit prepare ; 
Jesus loves to answer prayer ; 
He himself has bid thee pray, 
Therefore will not say thee nay. 

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2 Thou art coming to a King, 
Large petitions with thee bring ; 
For his grace and power are such, 
None can ever ask too much. 

3 With my burden I begin, 
Lord, remove this load of sin ; 
Let thy blood, for sinners spilt, 
Set my conscience free from guilt. 

4 Lord, I come to thee for rest : 
Take possession of my breast ; 

There, thy blood-bought right maintain, 
And without a rival reign. 

5 While I am a pilgrim here, 
Let thy love my spirit cheer ; 

As my guide, my guard, my friend, 
Lead me to my journey's end. 

6 Show me what I have to do : 
Every hour my strength renew ; 
Let me live a life of faith, 

Let me die thy people's death. 

John Newton. 

486 ' 7. 

THEY who seek the throne of grace, 
Find that throne in every place : 
If we live a life of prayer, 
God is present everywhere. 

2 In our sickness or our health, 
In our want or in our wealth, 
If we look to God in prayer, 
God is present everywhere. 

3 When our earthly comforts fail, 
When the foes of life prevail, 

'Tis the time for earnest prayer ; 
God is present everywhere. 

4 Then, my soul, in every strait 
To thy Father come and wait ; 
He will answer every prayer ; 
God is present everywhere. 

Oliver Holden, alt. 

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7. D. 



O Low we bow the adoring knee, 
When, repentant, to the skies 
Scarce we lift our streaming eyes, 
Oh, by all thy pain and woe 
Suffered once for man below, 
Bending from thy throne on high, 
Hear us when to thee we cry ! 

2 By thine hour of dark despair ; 
By thine agony of prayer ; 

By the cross, the nail, the thorn, 
Piercing spear, and torturing scorn ; 
By the gloom that veiled the skies 
O'er the dreadful sacrifice — 
Jesus, look with pitying eye ; 
Listen to our humble cry. 

3 By thy deep, expiring groan ; 
By the sad, sepulchral stone ; 
By the vault whose dark abode 
Held in vain the rising God, 

Oh, from earth to heaven restored, 
Mighty, re-ascended Lord, 
Savior, Prince, exalted high, 
Hear, O hear, our humble cry. 



LIGHT of life, seraphic fire, 
Love divine, thyself impart ; 
Every fainting soul inspire ; 

Shine in every drooping heart : 
Every mournful sinner cheer ; 

Scatter all our guilty gloom ; 
Son of God, appear, appear ! 
To thy human temples come. 

2 Come, in this accepted hour; 

Bring thy heavenly kingdom in ; 
Fill us with thy glorious power, 

Rooting out the seeds of sin : 



Robert Grant. 



488 



7. D. 



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Nothing more can we require, 

We will covet nothing less ; 
Be thou all our heart's desire, 

All our joy, and all our peace. 

Charles Wesley. 

489 S.7.D. 

WHAT a Friend we have in Jesus, 
All our sins and griefs to bear ! 
What a privilege to carry 

Everything to God in prayer ! 
O what peace we often forfeit, 

O what needless pain we bear, 
All because we do not carry 
Everything to God in prayer ! 

2 Have we trials and temptations? 
Is there trouble anywhere? 

We should never be discouraged, 

Take it to the Lord in prayer. 
Can we find a friend so faithful 

Who will all our sorrows share? 
Jesus knows our every weakness, 

Take it to the Lord in prayer. 

3 Are we weak and heavy-laden, 
Cumbered with a load of care? 

Precious Savior, still our refuge, 

Take it to the Lord in prayer. 
Do thy friends despise, forsake thee? 

Take it to the Lord in prayer ; 
In his arms he'll take and shield thee, 

Thou wilt find a solace there. 

Joseph Scriven. 

490 8.7.D. 

COME, thou long-expected Jesus, 
Born to set thy people free, 
From our fears and sins release us, 

Let us find our rest in thee : 
Israel's Strength and Consolation, 

Hope of all the earth thou art ; 
Dear Desire of every nation, 
Joy of every longing heart. 

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2 Born thy people to deliver, 

Born a child and yet a King, 
Born to reign in us forever, 

Now thy gracious kingdom bring. 
By thine own eternal Spirit, 

Rule in all our hearts alone ; 
By thine all-sufficient merit, 

Raise us to thy glorious throne. 



O Which before the cross I spend ; 
Life and health and peace possessing, 
From the sinner's dying Friend. 

2 Truly blessed is this station, 
Low before his cross to lie, 

While I see divine compassion 
Beaming in his gracious eye. 

3 Here it is I find my heaven, 
While upon the cross I gaze ; 

Love I much? I've much forgiven ; 
I'm a miracle of grace. 

4 Love and grief my heart dividing, 
W^ith my tears his feet I'll bathe ; 

Constant still, in faith abiding, 
Life deriving from his death. 

5 . Here in tender, grateful sorrow, 

With my Savior will I stay ; 
Here new hope and strength will borrow ; 

Here will love my fears away. 

James Allen, alt. by Walter Shirley. 



GENTLY, Lord, O gently lead us 
Through this gloomy vale of tears ; 
And, O Lord, in mercy give us 
Thy rich grace in all our fears. 



Charles Wesley. 




8. 7. 



492 



8. 7. 



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2 When temptation's darts assail us, 
When in devious paths we stray, 

Let thy goodness never fail us, 
Lead us in thy perfect way. 

3 In the hour of pain and anguish, 
In the hour when death draws near, 

Suffer not our hearts to languish, 
Suffer not our souls to fear. 

4 When this mortal life is ended, 
Bid us in thine arms to rest, 

Till, by angel-bands attended, 
We awake among the blest. 

Thomas Hastings. 



493 5.5.7. 

PRAYER is the key 
For the bending knee 
To open the morn's first hours ; 
See the incense rise 
To the starry skies, 

Like perfume from the flowers. 

2 Not a soul so sad, 
Nor a heart so glad, 

When cometh the shades of night, 
But the day-break song 
Will the joy prolong. 

And some darkness turn to light. 

3 Take the golden key 
In your hand and see, 

As the night-tide drifts away, 
How its blessed hold 
Is a crown of gold, 

Through the weary hours of day. 

4 When the shadows fall, 
And the vesper call 

Is sobbing its low refrain, 
'Tis a garland sweet 
To the toil-dent feet, 

And an antidote for pain. 

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5 Soon our toils will cease, 
And will come release ; 

Life's tears shall be wiped away, 
As the pearl gates swing, 
And the gold harps ring, 

And we enter eternal day. Unknow n 

494 6.4. 

MY FAITH looks up to thee, 
Thou Lamb of Calvary, 
Savior divine ! 
Now hear me while I pray ; 
Take all my guilt away ; 
O let me from this day 
Be wholly thine ! 

2 May thy rich grace impart 
Strength to my fainting heart, 

My zeal inspire ; 
As thou hast died for me, 
O may my love to thee 
Pure, warm and changeless be, 

A living fire ! 

3 While life's dark maze I tread 
And griefs around me spread, 

Be thou my Guide ; 
Bid darkness turn to day ; 
Wipe sorrow's tears away, 
Nor let me ever stray 

From thee aside. 

4 When ends life's transient dream ; 
When death's cold, sullen stream 

Shall o'er me roll ; 
Blest Savior, then, in love, 
Fear and distrust remove ; 
O bear me safe above, 

A ransomed SOUl ! Ray Palmer. 

495 6. 4. 6. 

NEARER, my God, to thee, 
Nearer to thee ! 
E'en though it be a cross 
That raiseth me ; 

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Still all my song shall be, 
Nearer, my God, to thee, 
Nearer to thee ! 

2 Though like the wanderer, 
The sun gone down, 

Darkness be over me, 

My rest a stone ; 
Yet in my dreams I'd be 
Nearer, my God, to thee, 

Nearer to thee ! 

3 There let the way appear, 
Steps unto heaven ; 

All that thou sendest me 

In mercy given ; 
Angels to beckon me 
Nearer, my God, to thee, 

Nearer to thee ! 

4 Then, with my waking thoughts 
Bright with thy praise, 

Out of my stony griefs 

Bethel I'll raise ; 
So by my woes to be 
Nearer, my God, to thee, 

Nearer to thee ! 

5 Or if, on joyful wing 
Cleaving the sky, 

Sun, moon and stars forgot, 

Upward I fly, 
Still all my song shall be, 
Nearer, my God, to thee, 

Nearer to thee ! Sarah F. Adams. 



496 io. 7. 

WATCH and pray, that when the Master cometh, 
If at morning, noon or night, 
He may find a lamp in every window. 
Trimmed and burning, clear and bright. 

Chorus 

Watch and pray, the Lord commandetlu 
Watch and pray, 'twill not be long : 

Soon he'll gather home his loved ones 
To the happy vale of song. 



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2 Watch and pray : the tempter may be near us ; 
Keep the heart with jealous care, 

Lest the door a moment left unguarded, 
Evil thoughts may enter there. 

3 Watch and pray, nor let us ever weary ; 
Jesus watched and prayed alone ; 

Prayed for us when only stars beheld him, 
While on Olive's brow they shone. 

4 Watch and pray, nor leave our post of duty, 
Till we hear the Bridegroom's voice ; 

Then with him the marriage feast partaking. 
We shall evermore rejoice. 

Fanny J. Crosby. 

Copyright, 1885, by Wm. J. Kirkpatrick. 



497 s. m. d. 

I WANT a heart to pray, 
To pray, and never cease ; 
Never to murmur at thy stay, 
Or wish my sufferings less. 
This blessing, above all, 

Always to pray, 1 want, 
Out of the deep on thee to call, 
And never, never faint. 

2 I want a true regard, 

A single, steady aim, 
Unmoved by threatening or reward, 

To thee and thy great name ; 
A jealous, just concern, 

For thine immortal praise ; 
'A pure desire that all may learn 

And glorify thy grace. 

S I rest upon thy word, 

The promise is for me ; 
My succor and salvation, Lord, 

Shall surely come from thee : 
But let me still abide, 

Nor from my hope remove, 
Till thou my patient spirit guide 

Into thy perfect love. 

Charles Wesley. 

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S. M. D. 



O Breaks on the morning air ; 
Before the world with smoke is dim, 

We kneel and offer prayer : 
While flowers are wet with dews, 

Dew of our souls descend ; 
Ere yet the sun the day renews, 
O Lord, thy Spirit send. 

2 On the lone mountain side, 

Before the morning's light, 
The Man of sorrows wept and cried, 

And rose refreshed with might : 
O hear us, then, for we 

Are very weak and frail ; 
We make the Savior's name our plea, 

And surely must prevail. 



MY GOD and Father, while I stray 
Far from my home, on life's rough way, 

teach me from my heart to say, 

"Thy will be done !" 

2 Though dark my path, and sad my lot, 
Let me be still and murmur not, 

Or breathe the prayer divinely taught, 
"Thy will be done !" 

3 What though in lonely grief I sigh 
For friends beloved, no longer nigh, 
Submissive still would I reply, 

"Thy will be done !" 

4 If thou shouldst call me to resign 
What most I prize, it ne'er was mine, 

1 only yield thee what is thine ; 

"Thy will be done !" 



Charles H. Spurgeon. 



Resignation and Consolation 



499 



8. 8. 8. 4. 



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RESIGNATION AND CONSOLATION 



5 Let but my fainting heart be blest 
With thy good Spirit for its guest, 
My God, to thee I leave the rest ; 

"Thy will be done !" 

6 Renew my will from day to day, 
Blend it with thine, and take away 
All that now makes it hard to sav, 

"Thy will be done!" 

7 Then, when on earth I breathe no more 
The prayer oft mixed with tears before, 
I'll sing upon a happier shore. 

"Thy will be done!" 

Charlotte Elliott. 



500 6.D. 

MY JESUS, as thou wilt: 
Oh, may thy will be mine ! 
Into thy hand of love 

I would my all resign ; 
Through sorrow or through joy 

Conduct me as thine own. 
And help me still to say, 

"My Lord, thy will be done." 

2 My Jesus, as thou wilt; 
Though seen through many a tear, 

Let not my star of hope 

Grow dim or disappear ; 
Since thou on earth hast wept 

And sorrowed oft alone, 
If I must weep with thee, 

My Lord, thy will be done. 

3 My Jesus, as thou wilt ; 
All shall be well with me ; 

Each changing future scene 

I gladly trust with thee ; 
Straight to my home above 

I travel calmly on, 
And sing in life or death, 

"My Lord, thy will be done." 

Benjamin Schmolk, tr. by Jane Borthwick, 
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501 6.D. 

THY way, not mine, O Lord, 
However dark it be ; 
Lead me by thine own hand ; 
Choose out the path for me : 

1 dare not choose my lot ; 
I would not if I might ; 

Choose thou for me, my God, 
So shall I walk aright. 

2 The kingdom that I seek 
Is thine, so let the way 

That leads to it be thine, 

Else I must surely stray. 
Take thou my cup, and it 

With joy or sorrow fill, 
As best to thee may seem ; 

Choose thou my good and ill. 

3 Choose thou for me my friends, 
My sickness or my health ; 

Choose thou my cares for me, 

My poverty or wealth : 
Not mine, not mine the choice, 

In things or great or small ; 
Be thou my guide, my strength, 

My wisdom, and my all. 

Horatius Bonar. 



502 l. m. 

GOD of my life, whose gracious power 
Through varied deaths my soul hath led, 
Or turned aside the fatal hour, 
Or lifted up my sinking head ; 

2 In all my ways thy hand I own, 
Thy ruling providence I see ; 

Assist me still my course to run, 
And still direct my paths to thee. 

3 Whither, O whither should I fly, 
But to my loving Savior's breast? 

Secure within thine arms to lie, 

And safe beneath thy wings to rest. 

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4 I have no skill the snare to shun, 
But thou, O Christ, my wisdom art : 

1 ever into ruin run, 

But thou art greater than my heart. 

5 Foolish and impotent and blind, 
Lead me a way I have not known ; 

Bring me where I my heaven may find, 
The heaven of loving thee alone. 

Charles Wesley. 

503 l. m. 

NOT now, but in the coming years, 
It may be in the better land, 
We'll read the meaning of our tears, 
And there, sometime, we'll understand. 

Chorus 

Then trust in God through all thy days ; 

Fear not, for he doth hold thy hand ; 
Though dark thy way, still sing and praise ; 

Sometime, sometime, we'll understand. 

2 We'll catch the broken thread again, 
And finish what we here began ; 

Heaven will the mysteries explain, 
And then, ah, then, we'll understand. 

3 We'll know why clouds instead of sun 
Were over many a cherished plan ; 

Why song has ceased when scarce begun ; 
'Tis there, sometime, we'll understand. 

4 Why what we long for most of all, 
Eludes so oft our eager hand ; 

Why hopes are crushed and castles fall, 
Up there, sometime, we'll understand. 

5 God knows the way, he holds the key, 
He guides us with unerring hand ; 

Sometime with tearless eyes we'll see ; 
Yes, there, up there, we'll understand. 

Maxwell N. Cornelius. 

Copyright, 1891, by James McGranahan. 

315 



THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 



504 L.M. 61. 

PEACE, doubting heart, my God's I am, 
Who formed me man forbids my fear ; 
The Lord hath called me by my name ; 

The Lord protects, forever near : 
His blood for me did once atone, 
And still he loves and guards his own. 

2 When, passing through the watery deep 
I ask in faith his promised aid, 

The waves an awful distance keep, 

And shrink from my devoted head ; 
Fearless, their violence I dare, 
They cannot harm, for God is there. 

3 To him mine eyes of faith I turn, 
And through the fire pursue my way, 

The fire forgets its power to burn, 
The lambent flames around me play. 

1 own his power, accept the sign, 
And shout to prove the Savior mine. 

Charles Wesley. 

505 L. M. D. 

THOU sweet, beloved will of God, 
My anchor-ground, my fortress-hill, 
My spirit's silent, fair abode, 

In thee I hide me and am still : 
O will, that wiliest good alone, 

Lead thou the way, thou guidest best ; 
A little child, I follow on, 
And, trusting, lean upon thy breast. 

2 Thy beautiful sweet will, my God, 
Holds fast in his sublime embrace 

My captive will, a gladsome bird, 
Prisoned in such a realm of grace : 

Within this place of certain good, 
Love evermore expands her wings ; 

Or, nestling in thy perfect choice, 
Abides content with what it brings. 

3 Upon God's will I lay me down, 
As child upon its mother's breast ; 

No silken couch, nor softest bed, 
Could ever give me such sweet rest. 

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Thy wonderful grand will, my God, 
With triumph now I make it mine ; 

And faith shall cry a joyous Yes ! 
To every dear command of thine. 

Madame Jeanne M. B, G-uyon. 



506 L.M. 61. 

STILL nigh me, O my Savior, stand, 
And guard in fierce temptation's hour ; 
Hide in the hollow of thy hand ; 

Show forth in me thy saving power ; 
Still be thy arms my sure defense, 
Nor earth nor hell shall pluck me thence. 

2 Since thou hast bid me come to thee, 
Good as thou art, and strong to save, 

I'll walk o'er life's tempestuous sea, 
Upborne by the unyielding wave ; 
Dauntless though rocks of pride be near, 
And yawning whirlpools of despair. 

3 When darkness intercepts the skies, 
And sorrow's waves around me roll, 

And high the storms of trouble rise, 

And half o'erwhelm my sinking soul ; 
My soul a sudden calm shall feel, 
And hear a whisper, ''Peace ; be still !" 

4 Though in affliction's furnace tried, 
Unhurt, on snares and death I'll tread ; 

Though sin assail, and hell, thrown wide, 

Pour all its flames upon my head, 
Like Moses' bush I'll mount the higher, 
And flourish, unconsumed, in fire. 

Charles Wesley. 



507 l.m. 

BE STILL, my soul, before thy God, 
When called to pass beneath the rod ; 
His chastening hand learn thou to bless, 
Who chastens e'er in righteousness. 



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2 Be still, my soul, and murmur not, 
However hard may be thy lot ; 

Though sorest grief now weigh thee down, 
Glory ere long thy course shall crown. 

3 Be still, my soul, in trustful rest ; 
YVhate'er God wills for thee is best ; 
He chastens only whom he lores ; 
His rod thy folly but reproves. 

4 Be still, my soul ; submissively 
Accept what he appoints for thee ; 
Though in the fiery furnace tried, 
In hope rejoice, "in faith abide. 

5 Be still, my soul, though hell assail, 
And Satan's hosts seem to prevail 
Against thee in the evil day ; 

Be still — faith overcomes alway. 

6 Be still, my soul, and thou shalt see 
That Christ hath victory won for thee ; 
Be still, amid the storm and strife ; 
Be still, and win the crown of life. 

Wilson T. Hogue. 



508 ii. io. 

COME, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish ; 
Come to the mercy-seat, fervently kneel ; 
Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your 
anguish ; 

Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot heal. 

2 Joy of the desolate, light of the straying. 
Hope of the penitent, fadeless and pure. 

Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying. 

"Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot cure." 

3 Here see the bread of life ; see waters flowing 
Forth from the throne of God, pure from above ; 

Come to the feast of love ; come, ever knowing. 
Earth has no sorrow but heaven can remove. 

Thomas Moore, alt. by Thomas Hastings. 
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RESIGNATION AND CONSOLATION 



509 c. m. 

OTHOTJ who driest the mourner's tear, 
How dark this world would be, 
If, when deceived and wounded here, 
We could not fly to thee ! 

2 The friends who in our sunshine live, 
When winter comes, are flown ; 

And he who has but tears to give, 
Must weep those tears alone. 

3 But Christ can heal that broken heart, 
Which, like the plants that throw 

Their fragrance from the wounded part, 
Breathes sweetness out of woe. 

4 O who could bear life's stormy doom, 
Did not his wing of love 

Come brightly wafting through the gloom 
Our peace-branch from above? 

5 Then sorrow, touched by him, grows bright, 
With more than rapture's ray ; 

As darkness shows us worlds of light, 
We never saw by day. 

Thomas Moore. 



510 ii. io. 

COME unto me, when shadows darkly gather, 
When the sad heart is weary and distressed ; 
Seeking for comfort from your heavenly Father, 
Come unto me, and I will give you rest. 

2 Large are the mansions in thy Father's dwelling, 
Glad are the homes that sorrows never dim ; 

Sweet are the harps in holy music swelling, 

Soft are the tones which raise the heavenly hymn. 

3 There, like an Eden blossoming in gladness, 
Bloom the, fair flowers the earth too rudely pressed ; 

Come unto me, all ye who droop in sadness, 
Come unto me, and I will give you rest. 

Catherine H. Waterman. 



319 



THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 



Peace and Contentment 
511 L. M. 

PEACE, troubled soul, thou need'st not fear. 
Thy great Provider still is near ; 
Who fed thee last, will feed thee still ; 
Be calm, and sink into his will. 

2 The Lord who built the earth and sky, 
In mercy stoops to hear thy cry : 

His promise all may freely claim : 
Ask and receive in Jesus' name. 

3 Without reserve give Christ your heart ; 
Let him his righteousness impart : 

Then all things else he'll freely give ; 
With him you all things shall receive. 

4 Thus shall the soul be truly blest. 
That seeks in God his only rest ; 
May I that happy person be, 

In time and in eternity. 

Samuel Ecking. 



512 L.M. 61. 

THOL~ hidden Source of calm repose. 
Thou all-sufficient Love divine. 
My help and refuge from my foes. 

Secure I am while thou art mine : 
And lo : from sin and grief and shame, 

1 hide me. Jesus, in thy name. 

2 Thy mighty name salvation is. 
And keeps my happy soul above : 

Comfort it brings, and power and peace 

And joy and everlasting love : 
To me. with thy great name, are given 
Pardon and holiness and heaven. 

3 Jesus, my all in all thou art : 
My rest in toil, my ease in pain ; 

The medicine of my broken heart : 

In war. my peace : in loss, my gain ; 
My smile beneath the tyrant's frown ; 
In shame, my glory and my crown : 

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4 In want, my plentiful supply ; 

In weakness, my almighty power ; 
In bonds, my perfect liberty ; 

My light, in Satan's darkest hour : 
In grief, my joy unspeakable ; 
My life in death, my all in all. 

Charles Wesley. 

513 L. M. 

ALL scenes alike engaging prove 
To souls impressed with sacred love ; 
Where'er they dwell, they dwell in thee ; 
In heaven, in earth, or on the sea. 

2 To me remains nor place nor time ; 
My country is in every clime ; 

1 can be calm and free from care 
On any shore since God is there. 

3 While place we seek, or place we shun, 
The soul finds happiness in none ; 

But with my God to guide my way, 
'Tis equal joy to go or stay. 

4 Could I be cast where thou art not, 
That were indeed a dreadful lot ; 

But regions none remote I call, 
Secure of finding God in all. 

Madame Jeanne M, B. G-uyon. 

514 s. m. 

THOU very-present aid 
In suffering and distress ; 
The mind which still on thee is stayed, 
Is kept in perfect peace. 

2 The soul by faith reclined 
On the Redeemer's breast, 

'Mid raging storms, exults to find 
An everlasting rest. 

3 Sorrow and fear are gone, 
Whene'er thy face appears ; 

It stills the sighing orphan's moan 
And dries the widow's tears. 



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4 It hallows every cross : 
It sweetly comforts me : 

Makes me forget my every loss, 
And find my all in thee. 

5 Jesus, to whom I fly. 
Doth all my wishes fill ; 

What though created streams are dry? 
I have the fountain still. 

6 Stripped of each earthly friend, 
I find them all in one : 

And peace and joy which never end, 
And heaven, in Christ, begun. 

Charles Wesley. 

515 s. 

IN GOD I have found a retreat, 
Where I can securely abide ; 
No refuge or rest so complete, 
And here I intend to reside. 

Chorus 

O what comfort it brings, 
As my soul sweetly sings : 

1 am safe from all danger 
While under his wings. 

2 I dread not the terror by night, 
No arrow can harm me by day, 

His shadow has covered me quite, 
My fears he has driven away. 

3 The pestilence walking about, 
When darkness has settled abroad, 

Can never compel me to doubt 
The presence and power of God. 

4 The wasting destruction at noon 
No fearful foreboding can bring ; 

With Jesus, my soul doth commune, 
His perfect salvation I sing. 

5 A thousand may fall at my side, 
And ten thousand at my right hand ; 

Above me his wings are spread wide, 
Beneath them in safety I stand. 

James Nicholson. 

322 



PEACE AND CONTENTMENT 



516 c. m. 

FATHER, whate'er of earthly bliss 
Thy sovereign will denies, 
Accepted at thy throne of grace, 
Let this petition rise : 

2 Give me a calm, a thankful heart, 
From every murmur free ; 

The blessings of thy grace impart, 
And make me live to thee. 

3 Let the sweet hope that thou art mine 
My life and death attend ; 

Thy presence through my journey shine, 
And crown my journey's end. 

Anne Steele. 



517 

WHEN peace like a river attendeth my way, 
When sorrows like sea-billows roll ; 
Whatever my lot, thou hast taught me to say, 
'"It is well, it is well with my soul." 

Refrain 

It is well with my soul, 

It is well, it is well with my soul. 

2 Though Satan should buffet, though trials should 

come, 

Let this blest assurance control, 
That Christ hath regarded my helpless estate, 
And hath shed his own blood for my soul. 

3 My sin — O the bliss of the glorious thought ! 
My sin — not in part, but the whole, 

Is nailed to his cross and I bear it no more ; 
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul ! 

4 And, Lord, haste the day when the faith shall be 

sight, 

The clouds be rolled back as a scroll, 
The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend ; 
"Even so" — it is well with my soul. 

Henry G. Spafford. 



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518 C. M. 

REPEAT the story o'er and o'er, 
Of grace so full and free ; 

1 love to hear it more and more, 
Since grace has rescued me. 

Chorus 

The half was never told, 

The half was never told, 
Of grace divine, so wonderful, 

The half was never told. 

2 Of peace I only knew the name, 
Nor found my soul its rest 

Until the sweet-voiced angel came 
To soothe my weary breast. 

3 My highest place is lying low 
At my Kedeemer's feet ; 

No real joy in life I know, 
But in his service sweet. 

4 And, oh, what rapture will it be 
With all the host above, 

To sing through all eternity 
The wonders of his love! Philip p. Bliss. 

519 cm. 

WE BLESS thee for thy peace, O God, 
Deep as the unfathomed sea, 
Which falls like sunshine on the road 
Of those who trust in thee. 

2 We ask not, Father, for repose 
W T hich comes from outward rest, 

If we may have through all life's woes 
Thy peace within our breast : 

3 That peace which flows serene and deep, 
A river in the soul, 

Whose banks a living verdure keep, 
God's sunshine o'er the whole. 

4 O Father, give our hearts this peace, 
Whate'er the outward be, 

Till all life's discipline shall cease, 

And we go home to thee. Unknown, 

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520 10- 

PEACE, perfect peace, in this dark world of sin? 
The blood of Jesus whispers peace within. 

2 Peace, perfect peace, by thronging duties pressed? 
To do the will of Jesus — this is rest. 

3 Peace, perfect peace, with sorrows surging round? 
On Jesus' bosom naught but calm is found. 

4 Peace, perfect peace, with loved ones far away? 
In Jesus' keeping we are safe, and they. 

5 Peace, perfect peace, our future all unknown? 
Jesus we know, and he is on the throne. 

6 Peace, perfect peace, death shadowing us and ours 
Jesus has vanquished death and all its powers. 

7 It is enough : earth's struggles soon shall cease, 
And Jesus call us to heaven's perfect peace. 

Edward H. Bickersteth. 



521 c. m. 

THERE is a safe and secret place, 
Beneath the wings Divine, 
Reserved for all the heirs of grace ; 
O be that refuge mine ! 

2 The least and feeblest there may bide, 
Uninjured and una wed ; 

While thousands fall on every side, 
He rests secure in God. 

3 He feeds in pastures, large and fair, 
Of love and truth Divine : 

O child of God, O glory's heir, 
How rich a lot is thine ! 

4 A hand almighty to defend, 
An ear for every call, 

An honored life, a peaceful end, 
And heaven to crown it all ! 

Henry F. Lyte. 



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522 C.M. 

I KNOW I love thee better, Lord, 
Than any earthly joy ; 
For thou hast given me the peace 
Which nothing can destroy. 

Chorus 

The half has never yet been told, 

Of love so full and free ; 
The half has never yet been told, 

The blood — it cleanseth me. 

2 I know that thou art nearer still 
Than any earthly throng, 

And sweeter is the thought of thee 
Than any lovely song. 

3 Thou hast put gladness in my heart ; 
Then may I well be glad ! 

Without the secret of thy love 
I could not but be sad. 

4 O Savior, precious Savior, mine ! 
What will thy presence be 

If such a life of joy can crown 
Our walk on earth with thee? 

Frances E,. Havergal 



523 l.m. 

HE LEADETH me ! O blessed thought ! 
O words with heavenly comfort fraught ! 
Whate'er I do, where'er I be, 
Still 'tis God's hand that leadeth me. 

Chorus 

He leadeth me ! he leadeth me ! 
By his own hand he leadeth me ; 
His faithful follower I would be, 
For by his hand he leadeth me. 

2 Sometimes 'mid scenes of deepest gloom, 
Sometimes where Eden's bowers bloom, 
By waters still, o'er troubled ^ea — 
Still 'tis his hand that leadeth me. 



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3 Lord ! I would clasp thy hand in mine, 
Nor ever murmur nor repine ; 
Content, whatever lot I see, 

Since 'tis my God that leadeth me. 

4 And when my task on earth is done, 
When, by thy grace the victory's won. 
E'en death's cold wave I will not flee, 
Since God through Jordan leadeth me. 

Joseph H. Gilmore 



Rejoicing and Praise 

524 cm. 

MY GOD, the spring of all my joys, 
The life of my delights, 
The glory of my brightest days, 
And comfort of my nights ! 

2 In darkest shades, if thou appear, 
My dawning is begun ; 

Thou art rny soul's bright morning star, 
And thou my rising sun. 

3 The opening heavens around me shine 
With beams of sacred bliss, 

If Jesus shows his mercy mine, 
And whispers I am his. 

4 My soul would leave this heavy clay 
At that transporting word, 

Run up with joy the shining way, 
To see and praise my Lord. 

5 Fearless of hell and ghastly death, 
I'd break through every foe ; 

The wings of love and arms of faith 
Would bear me conqueror through. 

Isaac Watts, alt 



525 c. m. 

O'TIS delight without alloy, 
Jesus, to hear thy name : 
My spirit leaps with inward joy ; 
I feel the sacred flame. 



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2 My passions hold a pleasing reign, 
When love inspires my breast — 

Love, the divinest of the train, 
The sovereign of the rest. 

3 This is the grace must live and sing, 
When faith and hope shall cease, 

And sound from every joyful string 
Through all the realms of bliss. 

4 Swift I ascend the heavenly place, 
And hasten to my home ; 

I leap to meet thy kind embrace ; 
I come, O Lord, I come. 

5 Sink down, ye separating hills ; 
Let sin and death remove ; 

'Tis love that drives my chariot wheels, 
And death must yield to love. 

Isaac Watts. 



526 c. m. 

TALK with us, Lord, thyself reveal, 
While here o'er earth we rove ; 
Speak to our hearts, and let us feel 
The kindling of thy love. 

2 With thee conversing, we forget 
All time and toil and care ; 

Labor is rest, and pain is sweet, 
If thou, my God, art here. 

3 Here, then, my God, vouchsafe to stay, 
And bid my heart rejoice ; 

My bounding heart shall own thy sway, 
And echo to thy voice. 

4 Thou callest me to seek thy face — 
'Tis all I wish to seek ; 

To attend the whispers of thy grace, 
And hear thee inly speak. 

5 Let this my every hour employ, 
Till I thy glory see ; 

Enter into my Master's joy, 
And find my heaven in thee. 

Charles Wesley. 



328 



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527 cm. 

JESUS, the very thought of thee 
With sweetness fills my breast ; 
But sweeter far thy face to see, 
And in thy presence rest. 

2 No voice can sing, no heart can frame, 
Nor can the memory find 

A sweeter sound than thy blest name, 
O Savior of mankind ! 

3 O hope of every contrite heart, 
O joy of all the meek, 

To those who fall, how kind thou art ! 
How good to those who seek ! 

4 But what to those who find? Ah, this 
Xor tongue nor pen can show : 

The love of Jesus, what it is. 
Xone but his loved ones know. 

5 Jesus, our only joy be thou. 
As thou our prize wilt be ; 

In thee be all our glory now, 
And through eternity. 

Bernard of Clairvaux, tr. by Edward Caswall. 



528 s.d. 

HOW tedious and tasteless the hours 
When Jesus no longer I see ! 
Sweet prospects, sweet birds and sweet flowers, 

Have all lost their sweetness to me ; 
The midsummer sun shines but dim, 

The fields strive in vain to look gay ; 
But when I am happy in him, 
December's as pleasant as May. 

2 His name yields the richest perfume, 

And sweeter than music his voice ; 
His presence disperses my gloom, 

And makes all within me rejoice ; 
I should, were he always thus nigh, 

Have nothing to wish or to fear ; 
No mortal so happy as I, 

My summer would last all the year. 



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3 Content with beholding his face, 
My all to his pleasure resigned, 

No changes of season or place 

Would make any change in my mind : 

While blest with a sense of his love, 
A palace a toy would appear ; 

And prisons would palaces prove, 
If Jesus would dwell with me there. 

4 My Lord, if indeed I am thine, 

If thou art my sun and my song, 
Say, why do I languish and pine? 

And why are my winters so long? 
O drive these dark clouds from my sky, 

Thy soul-cheering presence restore ; 
Or take me to thee up on high, 

Where winter and clouds are no more. 

John Newton. 

529 ii. 

MY JESUS, I love, thee, I know thou art mine, 
For thee all the follies of sin I resign ; 
My gracious Redeemer, my Savior art thou ; 
If ever I loved thee, my Jesus, 'tis now. 

2 I love thee because thou hast first loved me 
And purchased my pardon on Calvary's tree ; 

I love thee for wearing the thorns on thy brow ; 
If ever I loved thee, my Jesus, 'tis now. 

3 I will love thee in life, I will love thee in death, 
And praise thee as long as thou lendest me breath ; 
And say when the death-dew lies cold on my brow, 
If ever I loved thee, my Jesus, 'tis now. 

4 In mansions of glory and endless delight, 
I'll ever adore thee in heaven so bright ; 

I'll sing with the glittering crown on my brow, 
If ever I loved thee, my Jesus, 'tis now. 

London Hymn Boo&. 



530 cm. 

WHEN all thy mercies, O my God, 
My rising soul surveys, 
Transported with the view, I'm lost 
In wonder, love and praise. 

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2 When in the slippery paths of youth, 
With heedless steps I ran, 

Thine arm, unseen, conveyed me safe, 
And led me up to man. 

3 Through hidden dangers, toils and deaths, 
It gently cleared my way ; 

And through the pleasing snares of vice, 
More to be feared than they. 

4 Through every period of my life 
Thy goodness I'll pursue; 

And after death, in distant worlds, 
The glorious theme renew. 

5 Through all eternity to thee 
A grateful song I'll raise ; 

But, oh, eternity's too short 
To utter all thy praise. 

Joseph Addison. 



531 ii. 8. 

A WONDERFUL Savior is Jesus my Lord, 
A wonderful Savior to me ; 
He hideth my soul in the cleft of the rock, 
Where rivers of pleasure I see. 

Chorus 

He hideth my soul in the cleft of the rock, 
That shadows a dry, thirsty land ; 

He hideth my life in the depths of his love, 
And covers me there with his hand. 

2 A wonderful Savior is Jesus my Lord, 
He taketh my burden away ; 

He holdeth me up, and I shall not be moved ; 
He giveth me strength as my day. 

3 With numberless blessings each moment he 

crowns, 

And filled with his fulness divine, 
I sing in my rapture, "Oh, glory to God 
For such a Redeemer as mine !" 



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4 When clothed in his brightness transported 1 
rise 

To meet him in clonds of the sky, 
His perfect salvation, his wonderful love, 
I'll shout with the millions on high. 

Copyright, 1S90, by Win. J. Kirkpatrick. Fanny J. Crosby. 

532 s.7. 

I WILL sing the wondrous story 
Of the Christ who died for me, 
How he left his home in glory, 
For the cross on Calvary. 

Chorus 

Yes, I'll sing the wondrous story 

Of the Christ who died for me, 
Sing it with the saints in glory, 

Gathered by the crystal sea. 

2 I was lost, but Jesus found me, 
Found the sheep that went astray ; 

Threw his loving arms around me, 
Drew me back into his way. 

3 I was bruised, but Jesus healed me, 
Faint was I from many a fall, 

Sight was gone, and fears possessed me, 
But he freed me from them all. 

4 Days of darkness still come o'er me, 
Sorrow's paths I often tread, 

But the Savior still is with me, 
By his hand I'm safely led. 

5 He will keep me till the river 
Rolls its waters at my feet : 

Then he'll bear me safely over, 

Where the loved ones I shall mee.t. 

Copyright, 1887, by Ira D. Sankey. Francis H. Rowley, 

533 s.m. 

MY GOD, my life, my love. 
To thee, to thee I call ; 
I cannot live if thou remove, 
For thou art all in all. 



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2 Thy shining grace can cheer 
This dungeon where I dwell ; 

'Tis paradise when thou art here ; 
If thou depart, 'tis hell. 

3 Not all the bliss above 
Could make a heavenly place, 

If God his residence remove, 
Or but conceal his face. 

4 Nor earth, nor all the sky, 
Can one delight afford, 

Nor yield one drop of real joy, 
Without thy presence, Lord. 

5 Thou art the sea of love, 
Where all my pleasures roll : 

The circle where my passions move, 
And center of my soul. 

Isaac Watts. 



534 11.12. 

MY GOD, I am thine ; what a comfort divine, 
What a blessing to know that my Jesus is mine ! 
In the heavenly Lamb thrice happy I am, 
And my heart doth rejoice at the sound of his name. 

2 True pleasures abound in the rapturous sound, 
And whoever hath found it, hath paradise found : 
My Redeemer to know, to feel his blood flow, 
This is life everlasting — 'tis heaven below. 

3 Yet onward I haste to the heavenly feast ; 
That indeed is the fulness, but this is the taste ; 
And this I shall prove, till with joy I remove 
To the heaven of heavens in Jesus' love. 

Charles Wesley. 



535 8. 7. D. 

OTHOU God of my salvation, 
My Redeemer from all sin ; 
Moved by thy divine compassion, 
Who hast died my heart to win, 

I will praise thee, I will praise thee ; 
Where shall I thy praise begin? 

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THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 



2 Though unseen, I love the Savior ; 
He hath brought salvation near ; 

Manifests his pardoning favor ; 
And when Jesus doth appear, 

Soul and body, soul and body 
Shall his glorious image bear. 

3 While the angel choirs are crying, 
"Glory to the great I AM," 

1 with them will still be vying : 
Glory ! glory to the Lamb ! 

O how precious, O how precious 
Is the sound of Jesus' name ! 

4 Angels now are hovering round us, 
L~nperceived amid the throng ; 

Wondering at the love that crowned us, 
Glad to join the holy song : 
Hallelujah, hallelujah, 
Love and praise to Christ belong ! 

Thomas Olivers. 

536 s.m. 

COME, ye that love the Lord, 
And let your joys be known : 
Join in a song with sweet accord, 
And thus surround his throne. 
Chorus 

We're marching to Zion, 
Beautiful, beautiful Zion ; 
We're marching upward to Zion, 
The beautiful city of God. 

2 Let those refuse to sing 
Who never knew our God, 

But children of the heavenly King 
May speak their joys abroad. 

3 The God that rules on high, 
That all the earth surveys, 

That rides upon the stormy sky, 
And calms the roaring seas ; 

4 This awful God is ours, 
Our Father and our Love ; 

He will send down his heavenly powers 
To carry us above. 

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5 There we shall see his face, 
And never, never sin ; 

There, from the rivers of his grace, 
Drink endless pleasures in : 

6 Yea, and before we rise 
To that immortal state, 

The thoughts of such amazing bliss 
Should constant joys create. 

7 The men of grace have found 
Glory begun below ; 

Celestial fruit on earthly ground 
From faith and hope may grow. 

S The hill of Zion yields 

A thousand sacred sweets, 
Before we reach the heavenly fields, 

Or walk the golden streets. 

9 Then let our songs abound, 

And every tear be dry ; 
We're marching through Immanuel's ground, 

To fairer worlds on high. 

Isaac Watts, alt. by John Wesley. 

537 H.8. 

OTHOU, in whose presence my soul takes delight 
On whom in affliction I call, 
My comfort by day, and my song in the night, 
My hope, my salvation, my all ! 

2 Where dost thou, dear Shepherd, resort with thy 

sheep, 

To feed them in pastures of love? 
Say, why in the valley of death should I weep, 
Or alone in this wilderness rove? 

3 O why should I wander an alien from thee, 
Or cry in the desert for bread ? 

Thy foes will rejoice when my sorrows they see, 
And smile at the tears I have shed. 

4 Restore, my dear Savior, the light of thy face ; 
Thy soul-cheering comfort impart ; 

And let the sweet tokens of pardoning grace 
Bring joy to my desolate heart. 

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5 Ye daughters of Zion, declare, have ycu seen 
The star that on Israel shone? 

Say, if in your tents my Beloved has been, 
And where with his flocks he is gone. 

6 He looks ! and ten thousands of angels rejoice, 
And myriads wait for his word ; 

He speaks ! and eternity, filled with his voice, 
Re-echoes the praise of the Lord. 

7 Dear Shepherd. I hear, and will follow thy call ; 
I know the sweet sound of thy voice : 

Restore and defend me, for thou art my all : 

In thee I will ever rejoice. Joseph Swain. 



538 l. m. 

GOD of my life, through all my days 
My grateful powers shall sound thy praise 
My song shall wake with opening light. 
And cheer the dark and silent night. 

2 When anxious cares would break my rest. 
And griefs would tear my throbbing breast. 
Thy tuneful praises, raised on high. 

Shall check the murmur and the sigh. 

3 When death o'er nature shall prevail, 
And all the powers of language fail, 

Joy through my swimming eyes shall break, 
And mean the thanks I cannot speak. 

4 But, oh. when that last conflict's o'er, 
And I am chained to flesh no more, 
With what glad accents shall I rise 

To join the music of the skies ! 

5 Soon shall I learn the exalted strains 
Which echo through the heavenly plains ; 
And emulate, with joy unknown. 

The glowing seraphs round the throne. 

6 The cheerful tribute will I give. 
Long as a deathless soul shall live : 
A work so sweet, a theme so high. 
Demands and crowns eternity. 

Philip Doddridge. 

336 



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539 8.7. 

IN THE cross of Christ I glory, 
Towering o'er the wrecks of time ; 
All the light of sacred story 
Gathers round its head sublime. 

2 When the woes of life o'ertake me, 
Hopes deceive, and fears annoy, 

Never shall the cross forsake me ; 
Lo ! it glows with peace and joy. 

3 When the sun of bliss is beaming 
Light and love upon my way, 

From the cross the radiance streaming 
Adds more luster to the day. 

4 Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure, 
By the cross are sanctified ; 

Peace is there, that knows no measure, 
Joys that through all time abide. 

John Bowring. 



540 h. m. 

REJOICE, the Lord is King ! 
Your Lord and King adore ; 
Mortals, give thanks and sing, 
And triumph evermore : 
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice ; 
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice. 

2 Jesus, the Savior reigns, 
The God of truth and love ; 

W r hen he had purged our stains, 
He took his seat above ; 
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice ; 
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice. 

3 His kingdom cannot fail, 

He rules o'er earth and heaven ; 
The keys of death and hell 

Are to our Jesus given ; 
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice ; 
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice. 



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4 He sits at God's right hand 
Till all his foes submit, 

And bow to his command, 
And fall beneath his feet ; 
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice ; 
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice. 

5 He all his foes shall quell, 
And all our sins destroy ; 

Let every bosom swell 
With pure seraphic joy ; 
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice ; 
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice. 

6 Rejoice in glorious hope, 
Jesus the Judge shall come, 

And take his servants up 
To their eternal home ; 
We soon shall hear the archangel's voice : 
The trump of God shall sound, "Rejoice !" 

Charles Wesley 

541 L. M. 6 1. 

I'LL praise my Maker while I've breath, 
And when my voice is lost in death. 
Praise shall employ my nobler powers ; 
My days of praise shall ne'er be past, 
While life and thought and being last, 
Or immortality endures. 

2 Happy the man whose hopes rely 
On Israel's God ; he made the sky 

And earth and seas, with all their train : 
His truth forever stands secure ; 
He saves the oppressed, he feeds the poor, 

And none shall find his promise vain. 

3 The Lord pours eyesight on the blind ; 
The Lord supports the fainting mind : 

He sends the laboring conscience peace ; 
He helps the stranger in distress, 
The widow and the fatherless, 

And grants the prisoner sweet release. 

4 I'll praise him while he lends me breath, 
And when my voice is lost in death, 

Praise shall employ my nobler powers ; 

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REJOICING AND PRAISE 



My days of praise shall ne'er be past, 
While life and thought and being last, 
Or immortality endures. 

Isaac Watts. 

542 11. 

I LOVE thee, I love thee, I love thee, my Lord ; 
I love thee, my Savior, I love thee, my God : 

1 love thee, I love thee, and that thou dost know : 
But how much I love thee my actions will show. 

2 I'm happy, I'm happy, oh, wondrous account ! 
^Jy joys are immortal, I stand on the mount ! 

I gaze on my treasure and long to be there, 
With Jesus and angels and kindred so dear. 

3 O Jesus, my Savior, with thee I am blest, 
My life and salvation, my joy and my rest : 

Thy name be my theme, and thy love be my song ; 
Thy grace shall inspire both my heart and my tongue. 

4 Oh, who's like my Savior? he's Salem's bright King ; 
He smiles, and he loves me, and helps me to sing : 
I'll praise him, I'll praise him, with notes loud and 

clear, 

While rivers of pleasure my spirit do cheer. 

Unknown. 

543 8. 7. S. 7. 7. 7. 

HARK, ten thousand harps and voices 
Sound the notes of praise above ! 
Jesus reigns, and heaven rejoices ; 

Jesus reigns, the God of love : 
See, he sits on yonder throne ; 
Jesus rules the world alone. 
Hallelujah ! hallelujah ! 
Hallelujah ! Amen ! 

2 Jesus, hail ! whose glory brightens 

All above, and gives it worth ; 
Lord of life, thy smile enlightens. 

Cheers and charms thy saints on earth : 
When we think of love like thine, 
Lord, we own it love divine. 
Hallelujah ! hallelujah ! 
Hallelujah ! Amen ! 

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THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 



3 King of glory, reign forever ; 
Thine an everlasting crown ; 

Nothing from thy love shall sever 

Those whom thou hast made thine own : 
Happy objects of thy grace, 
Destined to behold thy face. 

Hallelujah ! hallelujah ! 

Hallelujah ! Amen ! 

4 Savior, hasten thine appearing ; 
Bring, O bring the glorious day, 

When, the awful summons hearing, 

Heaven and earth shall pass away ; 
Then, with golden harps we'll sing, 
"Glory, glory to our King!" 
Hallelujah ! hallelujah ! 

Hallelujah! Amen! Thomas Kelly. 

544 7. 6. D. 

I LOVE to tell the story 
Of unseen things above, 
Of Jesus and his glory, 
Of Jesus and his love. 
I love to tell the story, 

Because I know 'tis true ; 
It satisfies my longings 

As nothing else would do. 
Chorus 

1 love to tell the story, 
'Twill be my theme in glory, 
To tell the old, old story 

Of Jesus and his love. 

2 I love to tell the story ; 
More wonderful it seems 

Than all the golden fancies 

Of all our golden dreams. 
I love to tell the story, 

It did so much for me ; 
And that is just the reason 

I tell it now to thee. 

3 I love to tell the story ; 
'Tis pleasant to repeat 

What seems, each time I tell it, 
More wonderfully sweet. 

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I love to tell the story, 

For some have never heard 
The message of salvation 

From God's own holy word. 

4 I love to tell the story ; 

For those who know it best 
Seem hungering and thirsting 

To hear it like the rest. 
And when, in scenes of glory, 

I sing, the new, new song, 
'Twill be the old, old story 

That I have loved so long. 

Katharine Hankey. 



Love and Fellowship 

545 c. m. 

JESUS, united by thy grace, 
And each to each endeared, 
With confidence we seek thy face, 
And know our prayer is heard. 

2 Still let us own our common Lord, 
And bear thine easy yoke, 

A band of love, a threefold cord, 
Which never can be broke. 

3 Make us into one spirit drink ; 
Baptize into thy name, 

And let us always kindly think, 
And sweetly speak, the same. 

4 Touched by the lodestone of thy love, 
Let all our hearts agree, 

And ever toward each other move, 
And ever move toward thee. 

Charles Wesley. 



546 

BLEST be the tie that binds 
Our hearts in Christian love ; 
The fellowship of kindred minds 
Is like to that above. 



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THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 



2 Before our Father's throne, 
We pour our ardent prayers ; 

Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one, 
Our comforts and our cares. 

3 We share our mutual woes, 
Our mutual burdens bear. 

And often for each other flows 
The sympathizing tear. 

4 When we asunder part. 
It gives us inward pain ; 

But we shall still be joined in heart, 
And hope to meet again. 

5 This glorious hope revives 
Our courage by the way. 

While each in expectation lives. 
And longs to see the day. 

6 From sorrow, toil and pain, 
And sin we shall be free : 

And perfect love and friendship reign 
Through all eternity. 

John Fawcett. 



547 t. d. 

COME, and let us sweetly join, 
Christ to praise in hymns divine : 
Give we all with one accord, 
Glory to our common Lord ; 
Hands and hearts and voices raise; 
Sing as in the ancient days ; 
Antedate the joys above; 
Celebrate the feast of love. 

2 Strive we, in affection strive ; 
Let the purer flame revive, 
Such as in the martyrs glowed. 
Dying champions for their God : 
We like them may live and love : 
Called we are their joys to prove, 
Saved with them from future wrath, 
Partners of like precious faith. 



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LOVE AND FELLOWSHIP 



3 Sing we then in Jesus' name, 
Now as yesterday the same ; 
One in every time and place, 
Full for all of truth and grace : 
We for Christ, our Master, stand, 
Lights in a benighted land : 
We our dying Lord confess ; 
We are Jesus' witnesses. 

Charles Wesley. 



548 7.61. 

CENTER of our hopes thou art, 
End of our enlarged desires ; 
Stamp thine image on our heart ; 

Fill us now with heavenly fires : 
Joined to thee by love divine, 
Seal our souls forever thine. 

2 All our works in thee be wrought, 
Leveled at one common aim ; 

Every word and every thought 
Purge in the refining flame : 
Lead us through the paths of peace, 
On to perfect holiness. 

3 Let us all together rise, 

To thy glorious life restored ; 
Here regain our paradise, 

Here prepare to meet our Lord, 
Here enjoy the earnest given, 
Travel hand in hand to heaven. 

Charles Wesley. 



549 t.d. 

WHILE we walk with God in light, 
God our hearts doth still unite ; 
Dearest fellowship we prove, 
Fellowship in Jesus' love : 
Sweetly each with each combined, 
In the bonds of duty joined, 
Feels the cleansing blood applied, 
Daily feels that Christ hath died. 

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THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 



2 Still, O Lord, our faith increase, 
Cleanse from all unrighteousness ; 
Thee the unholy cannot see ; 
Make, O make us meet for thee : 
Every vile affection kill, 

Root out every seed of ill, 

Utterly abolish sin, 

Write thy law of love within. 

3 Hence may all our actions flow, 
Love the proof that Christ we know ; 
Mutual love the token be, 

Lord, that we belong to thee : 
Love, thine image, love impart, 
Stamp it now on every heart ; 
Only love to us be given ; 

Lord, we ask no other heaven. Charles Wesley. 



550 7. 6i. 

BLESSED are the sons of God ! 
They are bought with Jesus' blood ; 
They are ransomed from the grave ; 
Life eternal they shall have ; 
With them numbered may we be 
Here, and in eternity. 

2 They are justified by grace ; 
They enjoy a solid peace ; 

All their sins are washed away ; 
They shall stand in God's great day ; 
With them numbered may we be 
Here, and in eternity. 

3 They have fellowship with God, 
Through the Mediator's blood ; 
One with God, through Jesus one, 
Glory is in them begun ; 

With them numbered may we be 

Here, and in eternity. Joseph Humphreys. 

551 c. m. 

JESUS, great Shepherd of the sheep, 
To thee for help we fly ; 
Thy little flock in safety keep, 
For, oh, the wolf is nigh ! 

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2 He comes, of hellish malice full, 
To scatter, tear and slay ; 

He seizes every straggling soul 
As his own lawful prey. 

3 L^s into thy protection take, 
And gather with thine arm ; 

Unless the fold we first forsake, 
The wolf can never harm. 

4 We laugh to scorn his cruel power, 
While by our Shepherd's side ; 

The sheep he never can devour, 
Unless he first divide. 

5 O do not suffer him to part 
The souls that here agree ; 

But make us of one mind and heart, 
And keep us one in thee. 

6 Together let us sweetly live, 
Together let us die ; 

And each a starry crown receive, 
And reign above the sky. 

Charles Wesley. 



552 c. m. d. 

ALL praise to our redeeming Lord, 
' Who joins us by his grace, 
And bids us, each to each restored, 

Together seek his face : 
He bids us build each other up ; 

And, gathered into one, 
To our high calling's glorious hope, 
We hand in hand go on. 

2 The gift which he on one bestows, 

We all delight to prove ; 
The grace through every vessel flows, 

In purest streams of love : 
E'en now we think and speak the same, 

And cordially agree, 
United all, through , Jesus' name, 

In perfect harmony. 

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THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 



3 We all partake the joy of one ; 

The common peace we feel, 
A peace to sensual minds unknown, 

A joy unspeakable ; 
And if our fellowship below 

In Jesus be so sweet, 
What height of rapture shall we know 

When round his throne we meet. 

Charles Wesley. 

553 c. m. 

TRY us, O God, and search the ground 
Of every sinful heart ; 
Whate'er of sin in us is found, 
O bid it all depart. 

2 If to the right or left we stray, 
Leave us not comfortless ; 

But guide our feet into the way 
Of everlasting peace. 

3 Help us to help each other, Lord, 
Each other's cross to bear ; 

Let each his friendly aid afford, 
And feel his brother's care. 

4 Help us to build each other up, 
Our little stock improve; 

Increase our faith, confirm our hope, 
And perfect us in love. 

• 

5 Up into thee, our living Head, 
Let us in all things grow, 

Till thou hast made us free indeed, 
And spotless here below. 

6 Then, when the mighty work is wrought, 
Receive thy ready bride ; 

Give us in heaven a happy lot 

With all the sanctified. Charles Wesley. 

554 7. 

TESTIS, Lord, we look to thee; 
J Let us in thy name agree ; 
Show thyself the Prince of Peace ; 
Bid all strife forever cease. 

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2 By thy reconciling love.. 
Every stumbling-block remove. 
Each to each unite, endear : 
Come, and spread thy banner here. 

3 Make us of one heart and mind, 
Courteous, pitiful and kind. 
Lowly, meek in thought and word. 
Altogether like our Lord. 

4 Let us for each other care. 
Each the other's burden bear : 
To thy church the pattern give, 
show how true believers live. 

5 Free from anger and from pride, 
Let us thus in God abide : 

All the depths of love express. 
All the heights of holiness. 

6 Let us then with joy remove 
To the family above : 

On the wings of angels fly : 
Show how true believers die. 

Charles Wesley, 



OOO H. M. 

THOU God of truth and love, 
We seek thy perfect way. 
Ready thy choice to approve, 
Thy providence to obey ; 
Enter into thy wise design. 
And sweetly lose our will in thine. 

2 Why hast thou cast our lot 
In the same age and place? 

And why together brought 
To see each other's face. 
To join with softest sympathy. 
And mix our friendly souls in thee? 

3 Didst thou not make us one. 
That we might one remain? 

Together travel on. 

And bear each other's pain. 
Till all thy utmost goodness prove, 
And rise renewed in perfect love? 



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THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 



4 Then let us ever bear 

The blessed end in view, 
And join with mutual care, 
To fight our passage through, 
And kindly help each other on, 
Till all receive the starry crown. 

Charles Wesley. 



556 • 8. 8. 6. 

COME, wisdom, power and grace divine ; 
Come, Jesus, in thy name to join 
A happy, chosen band 
Who fain would prove thine utmost will, 
And all thy righteous laws fulfil 
In love's benign command. 

2 If pure, essential love thou art, 
Thy nature into every heart, 

Thy loving self, inspire ; 
Bid all our simple souls be one, 
United in a bond unknown, 

Baptized with heavenly fire. 

3 Still may we to our center tend, 

To spread thy praise our common end, 

To help each other on ; 
Companions through the wilderness, 
To share a moment's pain, and seize 

An everlasting crown. 

4 Jesus, our humbled souls prepare ; 
Infuse the softest social care, 

The warmest charity ; 
The mercy of our bleeding Lamb, 
The virtues of thy wondrous name, 

The heart that was in thee. 

5 Impart what every member wants ; 
To found the fellowship of saints. 

Thy Spirit, Lord, supply ; 
So shall we all thy love receive, 
Together to thy glory live, 

And to thy glory die. 

Charles Wesley, 

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557 C. M. 

LIFT up your hearts to things above, 
Ye followers of the Lamb, 
And join with us to praise his love, 
And glorify his name. 

2 To Jesus' name give thanks and sing, 
Whose mercies never end : 

Rejoice ! rejoice ! the Lord is King ; 
The King is now our friend ! 

3 We for his sake count all things loss, 
On earthly good look down, 

And joyfully sustain the cross, 
Till we receive the crown. 

4 O let us stir each other up, 
Our faith by works to approve, 

By holy, purifying hope, 
And the sweet task of love. 

5 Let all who for the promise wait, 
The Holy Ghost receive; 

And, raised to our unsinning state, 
With God in Eden live : 

6 Live till the Lord in glory come, 
And wait his heaven to share : 

He now is fitting up your home ; 
Go on, we'll meet you there. 

Charles Wesley. 

558 c. m. 

OUR God is love ; and all his saints 
His image bear below ; 
The heart with love to God inspired, 
With love to man will glow. 

2 Teach us to love each other, Lord, 
As we are loved by thee ; 

For none are truly born of God, 
Who live in enmity. 

3 Heirs of the same immortal bliss, 
Our hopes and fears the same, 

With bonds of love our hearts unite, 
With mutual love inflame. 



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THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 



4 So may the unbelieving world 

See how true Christians love ; 
And glorify our Savior's grace, 

And seek that grace to prove. 

Thomas Cotterill. 



559 s. m. 

AND are we yet alive, 
And see each other's face? 
Glory and praise to Jesus give, 
For his redeeming grace. 

2 Preserved by power divine 
To full salvation here, 

Again in Jesus' praise we join, 
And in his sight appear. 

3 What troubles have we seen, 
What conflicts have we passed. 

Fightings without, and fears within, 
Since we assembled last ! 

4 But out of all the Lord 
Hath brought us by his love ; 

And still he doth his help afford, 
And hides our life above. 

5 Then let us make our boast 
Of his redeeming power, 

Which saves us to the uttermost, 
Till we can sin no more : 



6 Let us take up the cross, 

Till we the crown obtain ; 
And gladly reckon all things loss, 

So we may Jesus gain. 

Charles Wesley. 



560 s. m. 

LET party names no more 
The Christian world o'erspread ; 
Gentile and Jew, and bond and free, 
Are one in Christ, their Head. 



350 



WATCH-NIGHT AXD NEW YEAR 



2 Among the saints on earth 
Let mutual love be found, 

Heirs of the same inheritance 
With mutual blessings crowned. 

3 Thus will the church below 
Resemble that above, 

Where streams of pleasure ever flow, 
And every heart is love. 

4 And, till we reach that place, 
Our daily prayer shall be 

That we may dwell before thee. Lord, 
In love and unity. 

Benjamin Beddome. 



Time and Eternity 



Watch-night and New Year 
561 7. 6. D. 

ANOTHER year is dawning ! 
Dear Master, let it be, 
In working or in waiting, 
Another year with thee ; 
Another year of leaning 

L^pon thy loving breast, 
Of ever-deepening trustfulness, 
Of quiet, happy rest. 

2 Another year of mercies. 
Of faithfulness and grace ; 

Another year of gladness 

In the shining of thy face ; 
Another year of progress. 

Another year of praise. 
Another year of proving 

Thy presence "all the days." 

3 Another year of service, 
Of witness of thy love ; 

Another year of training 
For holier work above : 



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Another year is dawning ! 
Dear Master, let it be, 



On earth or else in heaven, 
Another year for thee. 



Frances R. Havergal. 



562 



L. M. 6 1. 



HOW many pass the guilty night 
In reveling and frantic mirth ! 
The creature is their sole delight, 

Their happiness the things of earth ; 
For us suffice the seasons past, 
We choose the better part at last. 

2 We will not close our wakeful eyes, 
We will not let our eyelids sleep, 

But humbly lift them to the skies, 

And all a solemn vigil keep ; 
So many nights on sin bestowed, 
Can we not watch one hour for God? 

3 We can, O Jesus, for thy sake. 
Devote our every hour to thee ; 

Speak but the word, our souls shall wake, 

And sing with cheerful melody : 
Thy praise shall our glad tongues employ, 
And every heart shall dance for joy. 

4 O may we all triumphant rise ; 
With joy upon our heads return ; 

And far above these nether skies. 

By thee on eagles' wings upborne, 
Through all yon radiant circles move, 
And gain the highest heaven of love. 



COME, let us use the grace divine, 
And all, with one accord, 
In a perpetual covenant join 
Ourselves to Christ the Lord ; 

2 Give up ourselves, through Jesus' power, 

His name to glorify ; 
And promise in this sacred hour, 

For God to live and die. 



Charles Wesley. 



563 



CM. 



352 



WATCH-NIGHT AND NEW YEAR 



3 The covenant we this moment make 
Be ever kept in mind ; 

We will no more our God forsake, 
Or cast his words behind. 

4 We never will throw oft his fear, 
Who hears our solemn vow ; 

And if thou art well pleased to hear, 
Come down and meet us now. 

5 Thee, Father, Son and Holy Ghost, 
Let all our hearts receive ; 

Present with the celestial host, 
The peaceful answer give. 

6 To each the covenant blood apply, 
Which takes our sins away ; 

And register our names on high, 
And keep us to that day. 

Charles Wesley. 



564 7.d. 

WHILE with ceaseless course the sun 
Hasted through the former year, 
Many souls their race have run, 

Nevermore to meet us here : 
Fixed in an eternal state, 

They have done with all below ; 
We a little longer wait, 

But how little none can know. 

2 As the winged arrow flies 
Speedily the mark to find, 

As the lightning from the skies 

Darts, and leaves no trace behind — 

Swiftly thus our fleeting days 
Bear us down life's rapid stream ; 

Upward, Lord, our spirits raise, 
All below is but a dream. 

3 Thanks for mercies past receive; 
Pardon of our sins renew ; 

Teach us henceforth how to live 
With eternity in view ; 



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TIME AND ETERNITY 



Bless thy word to young and old ; 

Fill us with a Savior's love ; 
And when life's short tale is told, 

May we dwell with thee above. 

John Newton. 



565 g. m. 

JOIN, all ye ransomed sons of grace, 
The holy joy prolong, 
And shout to the Redeemer's praise 
A solemn midnight song. 

2 Blessing and thanks and love and might, 
Be to our Jesus given, 

"Who turns our darkness into light, 
Who turns our hell to heaven. 

3 Thither our faithful souls he leads ; 
Thither he bids us rise, 

With crowns of joy upon our heads, 
To meet him in the skies. 

Charles Wesley. 

566 h. m. 

THE Lord of earth and sky, 
The God of ages, praise, 
Who reigns enthroned on high, 
Ancient of endless days ; 
Who lengthens out our trials here, 
And spares us yet another year. 

2 Barren and withered trees, 
We cumbered long the ground ; 

No fruit of holiness 

On our dead souls was found ; 
Yet doth he us in mercy spare, 
Another and another year. 

3 When justice bared the sword 
To cut the fig-tree down, 

The pity of the Lord 

Cried, "Let it still alone !" 
The Father mild inclines his ear, 
And spares us yet another year. 



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BREVITY AND UNCERTAINTY OF LIFE 



4 Jesus, thy speaking blood 
From God obtained the grace, 

Who therefore hath bestowed 
On us a longer space ; 
Thou didst in our behalf appear, 
And, lo, we see another year ! 

5 Then dig about the root, 
Break up our fallow ground, 

And let our gracious fruit 
To thy great praise abound ; 
O let us all thy praise declare, 
And fruit unto perfection bear. 

Charles Wesley. 

567 p. m. 

COME, let us anew our journey pursue, 
Roll round with the year, 
And never stand still till the Master appear. 
His adorable will let us gladly fulfil, 
And our talents improve, 

By the patience of hope, and the labor of love. 

2 Our life is a dream ; our time, as a stream, 
Glides swiftly away, 

And the fugitive moment refuses to stay. 
The arrow is flown, the moment is gone ; 
The millennial year 

Rushes on to our view, and eternity's here. 

3 O that each in the day of his coming may say, 
"I have fought my way through ; 

I have finished the work thou didst give me to do!" 
O that each from his Lord may receive the glad word 
"Well and faithfully done ! 

Enter into my joy, and sit down on my throne !'_' 

Charles Wesley. 



Brevity and Uncertainty of Life 
568 8. 5. D. 

IN THE silent midnight watches, 
List — thy bosom's door ! 
How it knocketh, knocketh, knocketh, 
Knocketh evermore ! 



355 



TIME AND ETERNITY 



Say not 'tis thy pulse's beating, 

'Tis thy heart of sin ; 
'Tis thy Savior knocks, and crieth, 

"Rise, and let me in \" 

2 Death comes down with reckless footsteps, 
To the hall and hut ; 

Think you death will tarry knocking, 

When the door is shut? 
Jesus waiteth, waiteth. waiteth ; 

But thy door is fast ; 
Grieved, away thy Savior goeth — 

Death breaks in at last ! 

3 Then 'tis thine to stand entreating 
Christ to let thee in ; 

At the gate of heaven beating, 

Wailing for thy sin? 
Nay, alas ! thou foolish virgin, 

Hast thou, then, forgot? 
Jesus waited long to know thee, 

Xow he knows thee not ! 

Arthur C. Coxe. 



569 s.m. 

A FEW more years shall roll, 
A few more seasons come, 
And we shall be with those that rest, 
Asleep within the tomb. 

Refeain 

Then, O my Lord, prepare 

My soul for that great day ; 
O wash me in thy precious blood, 

And take my sins away ! 

2 A few more storms shall beat 
On this wild, rocky shore, 

And we shall be where tempests cease 
And surges swell no more. 

3 A few more struggles here, 
A few more partings o'er, 

A few more toils, a few more tears, 
And we shall weep no more. 

Horatius Bonar. 



356 



BREVITY AND UNCERTAINTY OF LIFE 



570 S.M. 

HOW swift the torrent rolls 
That bears us to the sea, 
The tide that hurries thoughtless souls 
To vast eternity ! 

2 Our fathers, where are they, 
With all they called their own? 

Their joys and griefs, and hopes and cares, 
And wealth and honor, gone. 

3 God of our fathers, hear, 
Thou everlasting Friend ! 

While we. as on life's utmost verge, 
Our souls to thee commend. 

4 Of all the pious dead 

May we the footsteps trace, 
Till with them, in the land of light, 
We dwell before thy face. 

Philip Doddridge. 



571 8.8.6. 

LO ! ON a narrow neck of land, 
'Twixt two unbounded seas, I stand, 
Secure, insensible : 
A point of time, a moment's space, 
Removes me to that heavenly place, 
Or shuts me up in hell. 

2 O God, mine inmost soul convert, 
And deeply on my thoughtful heart 

Eternal things impress : 
Give me to feel their solemn weight, 
And tremble on the brink of fate, 

And wake to righteousness. 

3 Before me place, in dread array, 
The pomp of that tremendous day, 

When thou with clouds shalt come 
To judge the nations at thy bar ; 
And tell me, Lord, shall I be there, 

To meet a joyful doom? 

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TIME AND ETERNITY 



4 Be this my one great business here, 
With serious industry and fear 

Eternal bliss to insure ; 
Thine utmost counsel to fulfil, 
And suffer all thy righteous will, 

And to the end endure. 

5 Then, Savior, then my soul receive, 
Transported from this vale, to live 

And reign with thee above, 
Where faith is sweetly lost in sight, 
And hope in full, supreme delight, 

And everlasting love. Charles Wesley. 



572 L.M. 

HOW vain is all beneath the skies ! 
How transient every earthly bliss ! 
How slender all the fondest ties 
That bind us to a world like this ! 



2 The evening cloud, the morning dew, 
The withering grass, the fading flower, 

Of earthly hopes are emblems true, 
The glory of a passing hour. 

3 But though earth's fairest blossoms die, 
And all beneath the skies is vain, 

There is a brighter world on high, 
Beyond the reach of care and pain. 

4 Then let the hope of joys to come 
Dispel our cares, and chase our fears : 

If God be ours, we're traveling home, 
Though passing through a vale of tears. 

David E. Ford. 



573 cm. 

THEE we adore, eternal Name ! 
And humbly own to thee 
How feeble is our mortal frame, 
What dying worms are we ! 

358 



BREVITY AND UNCERTAINTY OF LIFE 



2 Our wasting lives grow shorter still, 
As days and months increase ; 

And every beating pulse we tell, 
Leaves but the number less. 

3 The year rolls round, and steals away 
The breath that first it gave : 

Whate'er we do, where'er we be, 
We're traveling to the grave. 

4 Dangers stand thick through all the ground, 
To push us to the tomb ; 

And fierce diseases wait around, 
To hurry mortals home. 

5 Infinite joy, or endless woe, 
Attends on every breath ; 

And yet how unconcerned we go, 
Upon the brink of death ! 

6 Waken, O Lord, our drowsy sense 
To walk this dangerous road ; 

And if our souls are hurried hence, 

May they be found with God ! Isaac watts. 



574 l. m. 

ALMIGHTY Maker of my frame. 
Teach me the measure of my days, 
Teach me to know how frail I am, 
And spend the remnant to thy praise. 

2 My days are shorter than a span ; 
A little point my life appears ; 

How frail, at best, is dying man ! 

How vain are all his hopes and fears ! 

3 Yain his ambition, noise, and show ; 
Yain are the cares which rack his mind : 

He heaps up treasures mixed with woe. 
And dies, and leaves them all behind. 

4 O be a nobler portion mine ! 

My God, I bow before thy throne ; 
Earth's fleeting treasures I resign, 

And fix my hope on thee alone. Anne Steele. 



359 



TIME AND ETERNITY 



575 C. M. 

OGOD, our help in ages past, 
Our hope for years to come, 
Our shelter from the stormy blast, 
And our eternal home : 

2 Under the shadow of thy throne 
Still may we dwell secure : 

Sufficient is thine arm alone. 
And our defense is sure. 

3 Before the hills in order stood, 
Or earth received her frame. 

From everlasting thou art God, 
To endless years the same. 

4 A thousand ages, in thy sight. 
Are like an evening gone : 

Short as the watch that ends the night, 
Before the rising sun. 

5 Time, like an ever-rolling stream, 
Bears all its sons away : 

They fly, forgotten, as a dream 
Dies at the opening day. 

6 O God, our help in ages pa sr. 
Our hope for years to come, 

Be thou our guide while life shall last, 
And our eternal home. 

Isaac Watts. 



Death and Resurrection 

576 r, M . 

WHY should we start, and fear to die? 
What timorous worms we mortals are ! 
Death is the gate to endless joy. 
And yet we dread to enter there. 

2 The pains, the groans, the dying strife, 
Fright our approaching souls away ; 

And we shrink back again to life. 
Fond of our prison and our clay. 

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DEATH AND RESURRECTION 



3 O would my Lord his servant meet, 

My soul would stretch her wings in haste, 
Fly fearless through death's iron gate, 
Nor feel the terrors as she passed. 

4 Jesus can make a dying bed 
Feel soft as downy pillows are, 

While on his breast I lean my head, 
And breathe my life out sweetly there. 

Isaac Watts. 



577 l. m. 

HOW blest the righteous when he dies ! 
When sinks a weary soul to rest, 
How mildly beam the closing eyes. 

How gently heaves the expiring breast ! 

2 So fades a summer cloud away ; 

So sinks the gale when storms are o'er ; 
So gently shuts the eye of day ; 
So dies a wave along the shore. 

3 A holy quiet reigns around, 

A calm which life nor death destroys ; 
And naught disturbs that peace profound 
Which his unfettered soul enjoys. 

4 Farewell, conflicting hopes and fears, 
Where lights and shades alternate dwell ; 

How bright the unchanging morn appears ! 
Farewell, inconstant world, farewell ! 

5 Life's labor done, as sinks the clay, 
Light from its load the spirit flies, 

While heaven and earth combine to say, 
"How blest the righteous when he dies !" 

Anna L. Barbauld, alt. 



578 l.m. 

ASLEEP in Jesus ! blessed sleep, 
From which none ever wakes to weep ! 
A calm and undisturbed repose, 
Unbroken by the last of foes. 

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TIME AND ETERNITY 



2 Asleep in Jesus ! O how sweet 
To be for such a slumber meet ! 
With holy confidence to sing, 

That Death hath lost his venomed sting. 

3 Asleep in Jesus ! peaceful rest, 
Whose waking is supremely blest ! 
No fear, no woe, shall dim that hour 
That manifests the Savior's power. 

4 Asleep in Jesus ! O for me 
May such a blissful refuge be ! 
Securely shall my ashes lie, 
Waiting the summons from on high. 

5 Asleep in Jesus ! far from thee 

Thy kindred and their graves may be ; 
But thine is still a blessed sleep. 
From which none ever wakes to weep. 

Margaret Mackay. 



579 l. m. 

HOW sweet the hour of closing day, 
When all is peaceful and serene, 
And when the sun, with cloudless ray, 
Sheds mellow luster o'er the scene ! 

2 Such is the Christian's parting hour ; 
So peacefully he sinks to rest, 

When faith, endued from heaven with power, 
Sustains and cheers his languid breast. 

3 Mark but that radiance of his eye, 
That smile upon his wasted cheek ; 

They tell us of his glory nigh, 

In language that no tongue can speak. 

4 A beam from heaven is sent to cheer 
The pilgrim on his gloomy road ; 

And angels are attending near, 
To bear him to their bright abode. 

5 Who would not wish to die like those 
Whom God's own Spirit deigns to bless? 

To sink into that soft repose, 

Then wake to perfect happiness? 

William H. Bathurst, alt. 



362 



DEATH AND RESURRECTION 



580 C. M. 

THY life I read, my gracious Lord, 
With transport all divine ; 
Thine image trace in every word, 
Thy love in every line. 

2 Methinks I see a thousand charms 
Spread o'er thy lovely face, 

While infants in thy tender arms 
Receive the smiling grace. 

3 "I take these little lambs," said he, 
"And lay them in my breast ; 

Protection they shall find in me, 
In me be ever blest. 

4 "Death may the bands of life unloose, 
But can't dissolve my love : 

Millions of infant souls compose 
The family above." 

5 His words the happy parents hear. 
And shout, with joys divine, 

O Savior, all we have and are 
Shall be forever thine. 

Samuel Stennett. 



581 cm. 

WHY should our tears in sorrow flow 
When God recalls his own. 
And bids them leave a world of woe 
For an immortal crown? 

2 Is not e'en death a gain to those 
Whose life to God was given? 

Gladly to earth their eyes they close, 
To open them in heaven. 

3 Their toils are past, their work is done, 
And they are fully blest : 

They fought the fight, the victory won, 
And entered into rest. 



TIME AND ETERNITY 



4 Then let our sorrows cease to flow ; 

God has recalled his own ; 
But let our hearts, in every woe, 

Still say, ''Thy will be done." 

William H, Bathurst. 

582 s. d. 

WEEP not for a brother deceased : 
Our loss is his infinite gain ; 
A soul out of prison released, 

And freed from its bodily chain : 
With songs let us follow his flight, 
And mount with his spirit above, 
Escaped to the mansions of light, 
And lodged in the Eden of love. 

2 Our brother the haven has gained, 
Outflying the tempest and wind ; 

His rest he hath sooner obtained, 
And left his companions behind, 

Still tossed on a sea of distress, 
Hard toiling to make the blest shore, 

Where all is assurance and peace, 
And sorrow and sin are no more. 

3 There all the ship's company meet, 
Who sailed with the Savior beneath ; 

With shouting each other they greet. 
And triumph o'er sorrow and death : 

The voyage of life's at an end ; 
The mortal affliction is past ; 

The age that in heaven they spend, 
Forever and ever shall last. 

Charles Wesley. 

583 cm. 

OF OR an overcoming faith, 
To cheer my dying hours, 
To triumph o'er approaching Death, 
And all his frightful powers ! 

2 Joyful, with all the strength I have, 

My quivering lips should sing, 
"Where is thy boasted victory, Grave? 

And where, O Death, thy sting?" 

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DEATH AND RESURRECTION 



3 If sin be pardoned, I'm secure ; 
Death hath no sting beside : 

The law gives sin its damning power, 
But Christ, my ransom, died. 

4 Xow to the God of victory 
Immortal thanks be paid, 

Who makes us conquerors, while we die, 
Through Christ, our living Head. 

Isaac Watts. 



584 c. m. d. 

SLEEPLESS nights, O cheerless days, 
O sobs, that will not cease ; 
Be still, be still ! kind are his ways. 

Christ is the Prince of Peace : 
'Tis well thy head, in throbbing pain, 

May pillow on his breast ; 
Weep there thy tears like spring-time rain — 
He gives the mourner rest. 

2 Toil bravely on, 'twill not be long 
Thy bark shall plow the main : 

Steer well ; thy guide shall be the song 
That rings from heaven's plain : 

And watch thou for the gleaming lights 
That shine across the wave ; 

They're planted on fair heaven's heights, 
The mariner to save. 

3 Steer well ! the harbor just ahead 
Aglow with glory's ray, 

Will on thee golden luster shed, 

From out the gates of day, 
And waiting there are longing hands 

That thrill to clasp thine own. 
And lead thee through the heavenly land 

Into the bright unknown. 

4 Oh, strive thou well to overcome, 
And clothe thyself in white : 

Wait patiently thy welcome home 
To scenes of glory bright : 

365 



TIME AND ETERNITY 



The Lord loves those he chastens sore, 
And binds the bleeding wound ; 

And gently heals the heart he tore, 
That grace may more abound. 

Helen S. Arnold. 

Copyright, 1896, by T. B. Arnold. 



585 o. m. d. 

AND let this feeble body fail, 
And let it faint or die ; 
My soul shall quit the mournful vale, 

And soar to worlds on high : 
Shall join the disembodied saints, 

And find its long-sought rest, 
That only bliss for which it pants, 
In my Redeemer's breast. 

2 In hope of that immortal crown 
I now the cross sustain, 

And gladly wander up and down, 

And smile at toil and pain : 
I suffer on my three-score years. 

Till my Deliverer come, 
And wipe away his servant's tears, 

And take his exile home. 

3 O what hath Jesus bought for me ! 
Before my ravished eyes 

Rivers of life divine I see, 

And trees of paradise : 
I see a world of spirits bright, 

Who taste the pleasures there ; 
They all are robed in spotless white, 

And conquering palms they bear. 

4 O what are all my sufferings here, 
If, Lord, thou count me meet 

With that enraptured host to appear, 

And worship at thy feet ! 
Give joy or grief, give ease or pain, 

Take life or friends away, 
But let me find them all again 

In that eternal day. 

Charles Wesley. 



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586 8.7. 

JESUS, while our hearts are bleeding 
O'er the spoils that death has won, 
We would at this solemn meeting, 
Calmly say, "Thy will be done." 

2 Though cast down, we're not forsaken ; 
Though afflicted, not alone : 

Thou didst give, and thou hast taken ; 
Blessed Lord, "Thy will be done." 

3 Though to-day we're filled with mourning, 
Mercy still is on the throne ; 

With thy smiles of love returning. 
We can sing, "Thy will be done." 

4 By thy hands the boon was given ; 
Thou hast taken but thine own : 

Lord of earth, and God of heaven, 
Evermore, "Thy will be done." 

Thomas Hastings. 

587 s.m. 

SERVANT of God, well done ! 
Thy glorious warfare's past ; 
The battle's fought, the race is won. 
And thou art crowned at last ; 

2 Of all thy heart's desire 
Triumphantly possessed ; 

Lodged by the ministerial choir 
In thy Redeemer's breast. 

3 In condescending love, 

Thy ceaseless prayer he heard ; 
And bade thee suddenly remove 
To thy complete reward. 

4 With saints enthroned on high, 
Thou dost thy Lord proclaim, 

And still to God salvation cry, 
Salvation to the Lamb ! 

5 O happy, happy soul ! 
In ecstasies of praise, 

Long as eternal ages roll, 
Thou seest thy Savior's face. 

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6 Redeemed from earth and pain, 

Ah ! when shall we ascend, 
And all in Jesus' presence reign 

With our translated friend? 

Charles Wesley. 



588 4.G.4. 

BELOVED, sleep, 
Thy conflicts now are past. 
Life's battle fought, 
Thy bliss begun, 
And thou art crowned at last. 

2 Rest, sweetly rest, 

Thy tears are wiped away. 

Thy sighing hushed, 

Thy song begun, 
And thine eternal day. 

3 Sweet, dreamless sleep, 
The Master said, "Well done !" 

Thy weary head, 
Lpon his breast, 
Reclined at set of sun. 

4 We wait in hope 
Till Jesus comes again ; 

We'll meet thee then, 
To part no more, 
Beyond the reach of pain. 
Beloved, sleep. 

William H. Clark. 



589 s. m. 

AND must this body die, 
This well-wrought frame decay? 
And must these active limbs of mine 
Lie mouldering in the clay? 

2 God, my Redeemer, lives, 

And ever from the skies 
Looks down, and watches all my dust, 

Till he shall bid it rise. 

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3 Arrayed in glorious grace 
Shall these vile bodies shine, 

And every shape, and every face. 
Be heavenly and divine. 

4 These lively hopes we owe, 
Lord, to thy dying love : 

O may we bless thy grace below, 
And sing thy grace above ! 

5 Savior, accept the praise 
Of these our humble songs, 

Till tunes of nobler sound we raise 
With our immortal tongues. 

Isaac Watts. 



590 io. io. io. 6. 

WHEN I shall wake in that fair morn of morns, 
After whose dawning never night returns, 
And with whose glory day eternal burns, 
I shall be satisfied. 



Refrain 

I shall be satisfied, 
I shall be satisfied, 
I shall be satisfied, 
By and by. 



2 When I shall see thy glory face to face, 
When in thine arms thou wilt thy child embrace, 

1 1 When thou shalt open all thy stores of grace, 
I shall be satisfied. 

3 When I shall meet with those that I have loved, 
Clasp in my eager arms the long removed, 

And find how faithful thou to me hast proved, 
I shall be satisfied. 



4 When I shall gaze upon the face of him 
Who for me died, with eye no longer dim, 
And praise him with the everlasting hymn, 
I shall be satisfied. 

Koratius Bonar. 

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591 L.M. 

THE saints who die of Christ possessed, 
Enter into immediate rest ; 
For them no further test remains, 
Of purging fires and torturing pains. 

2 Who trusting in their Lord depart, 
Cleansed from all sin, and pure in heart, 
The bliss unmixed, the glorious prize, 
They find with Christ in paradise. 

3 Yet, glorified by grace alone, 

They cast their crowns before the throne, 
And fill the echoing courts above 
With praises of redeeming love. 

Charles Wesley, 



592 

G 



7. 6. 

ONE from our home forever, 



The darling of our band, 
Crossed o'er the mystic river 
Into the Summer-land. 

Refrain 

Gone from our home, 

The darling of our band, 
Crossed o'er the mystic river, 

Into the Summer-land. 

2 Gone from a world of sadness, 
Gone from a bed of pain, 

Into eternal gladness, 
Never to weep again. 

3 Gone where no storms of sorrow 
Sweep o'er her troubled breast, 

Gone from a dark to-morrow 
To everlasting rest. 

4 We weep, our hearts are breaking ; 
We smile, and kiss the rod : 

We know her spirit's waking 
In the paradise of God. 

Helen S. Arnold, 

Copyright, 1896, by T. B. Arnold. 

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593 7. 6i. 

WHEREFORE should I make my moan, 
Now the darling child is dead? 
He to early rest is gone. 
He to paradise is fled : 

1 shall go to him, but he 
Never shall return to me. 

2 God forbids his longer stay ; 
God recalls the precious loan ; 

God hath taken him away 

From my bosom to his own : 
Surely what he wills is best ; 
Happy in his will I rest. 

3 Faith cries out, "It is the Lord, 
Let him do as seems him good ! 

Be thy holy name adored ; 

Take the gift awhile bestowed : 
Take the child no longer mine ; 
Thine he is, forever thine." 

Charles Wesley. 



594 io. io. io. e. 

SLEEP on, beloved, sleep, and take thy rest ; 
Lay down thy head upon thy Savior's breast ; 
We love thee well, but Jesus loves thee best — 
Good-night ! 

2 Calm is thy slumber as an infant's sleep ; 

But thou shalt wake no more to toil and weep : 4 
Thine is a perfect rest, secure and deep — 
Good-night ! 

3 Lentil the Easter glory lights the skies, 
Until the dead in Jesus shall arise, 

And he shall come, but not in lowly guise — 
Good-night ! 

4 Until, made beautiful by love divine, 
Thou, in the likeness of thy Lord shalt shine, 
And he shall bring that golden crown of thine— 

Good-night ! 

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5 Only "Good-night," beloved, not "Farewell !" 
A little while, and all his saints shall dwell 

In hallowed union indivisible — 
Good-night ! 

6 Until we meet again before his throne. 
Clothed in the spotless robe he gives his own, 
Until we know even as we are known — 

Good-night ! Sarah Doudney. 

595 p. m. 

I WILL sing you a song of that beautiful land. 
The far away home of the soul. 
Where no storms ever beat on the glittering strand. 
While the years of eternity roll. 

2 that home of the soul, in my visions and dreams, 
Its bright jasper walls I can see, 

Till I fancy but thinly the veil intervenes 
Between the fair city and me. 

3 That unchangeable home is for you and for me. 
Where Jesus of Nazareth stands ; 

The King of all kingdoms forever is he. 
And he holdeth our crowns in his hands. 

4 O how sweet it will be in that beautiful land. 
So free from all sorrow and pain, 

With songs on our lips and with harps in our hands, 
To meet one another again. 

Ellen H. Gates. 

596 p. m. 

■ npENDER Shepherd, thou hast stilled 
J. Now thy little lamb's brief weeping : 
Ah, how T peaceful, pale and mild 

In its narrow bed 'tis sleeping ! 
And no sigh of anguish sore 
Heaves that little bosom more. 

2 In this world of care and pain, 

Lord, thou wouldst no longer leave it ; 

To the sunny heavenly plain 

Thou dost now with joy receive it : 

Clothed in robes of spotless white, 

Now it dwells with thee in light. 

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3 Ah, Lord Jesus, grant that we 
Where it lives may soon be living, 

And the lovely pastures see 

That its heavenly food are giving ; 

Then the gain of death we prove, 

Though thou take what most we love. 

John W. Meinhold, tr, by Catharine Winkworth. 



597 L. M. 61. 

IN AGE and feebleness extreme, 
Who shall a helpless worm redeem? 
Jesus, my only hope thou art, 
Strength of my failing flesh and heart : 
O could I catch one smile from thee, 
And drop into eternity ! 

Charles Wesley. 



598 l. m. 

THE morning flowers display their sweets, 
And gay their silken leaves unfold, 
As careless of the noontide heats. 
As fearless of the evening cold. 

2 Xipped by the wind's untimely blast, 
Parched by the sun's directer ray, 

The momentary glories waste, 

The short-lived beauties die away. 

3 So blooms the human face divine, 
When youth its pride of beauty shows ; 

Fairer than spring the colors shine, 
And sweeter than the virgin rose. 

4 Or worn by slowly-rolling years, 
Or broke by sickness in a day, 

The fading glory disappears, 
The short-lived beauties die away. 

5 Yet these, new rising from the tomb, 
With luster brighter far shall shine, 

Revive with ever-during bloom, 
Safe from diseases and decline. 

Samuel Wesley, Jr. 

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599 l. m. 

I TOO, forewarned by Jesus' love. 
Must shortly lay my body down ; 
But ere my soul from earth remove, 
O let me put thine image on ! 

2 Savior ! thy meek and lowly mind 

Be to thine aged servant given : 
And glad I'll drop this tent, to find 

My everlasting house in heaven. 

Charles Wesley. 



600 S. M. D. 

FOREVER with the Lord: 
Amen, so let it be : 
Life from the dead is in that word. 

'Tis immortality : 
Here in the body pent. 

Absent from him I roam. 
Yet nightly pitch my moving tent 
A day's march nearer home. 

Refrain 

Nearer home, nearer home. 
A day's march nearer home. 

2 My Father's house on high, 
Home of my soul, how near ! 

At times, to faith's foreseeing eye, 

Thy golden gates appear : 
Ah. then my spirit faints 

To reach the land I love, 
The bright inheritance of saints, 

Jerusalem above ! 

3 I hear at morn and even, 
At noon and midnight hour. 

The choral harmonies of heaven 
Earth's Babel tongues o'er-power : 

Then, then I feel that he. 
Remembered or forgot. 

The Lord, is never far from me, 
Though I perceive him not. 



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4 Forever with the Lord ! 
Father, if 'tis thy will, 

The promise of that faithful word 

E'en here to me fulfil. 
Be thou at my right hand, 

Then I can never fail ; 
Uphold thou me, and I shall stand, 

And in thy strength prevail. 

5 So when my latest breath 
Shall rend the veil in twain, 

By death I shall escape from death, 

And life eternal gain. 
Knowing as I am known, 

How shall I love that word, 
And oft repeat before the throne, 

"Forever with the Lord !" 

James Montgomery, 



Judgment and Retribution 

601 cm. 

THAT awful day will surely come, 
The appointed hour makes haste, 
When I must stand before my Judge, 
And pass the solemn test. 

2 Jesus, thou source of all my joys, 
Thou ruler of my heart, 

How could I bear to hear thy voice 
Pronounce the word, "Depart !" 

3 The thunder of that awful word 
Would so torment my ear, 

'Twould tear my soul asunder, Lord, 
With most tormenting fear. 

4 What, to be banished from my Lord, 
And yet forbid to die ! 

To linger in eternal pain, 
And death forever fly ! 

5 O wretched state of deep despair, 
To see my God remove, 

And fix my doleful station where 

I must not taste his love ! Isaac Watts. 



TIME AND ETERNITY 



602 C. M. 

AND must I be to judgment brought. 
And answer in that day 
For every vain and idle thought, 
And every word I say? 

2 Yes, every secret of my heart 
Shall shortly be made known, 

And I receive my just desert 
For all that I have done. 

3 How careful then ought I to live, 
With what religious fear ! 

Who such a strict account must give 
For my behavior here. 

4 Thou awful Judge of quick and dead, 
The watchful power bestow ; 

So shall I to my ways take heed, 
To all I speak or do. 

5 If now thou standest at the door, 

let me feel thee near, 

And make my peace with God, before 

1 at thy bar appear. 

Charles Wesley. 



603 p. : 

STAND the omnipotent decree ! 
Jehovah's will be done ! 
Nature's end we wait to see, 
And hear her final groan. 
Let this earth dissolve, and blend 

In death the wicked and the just ; 
Let those ponderous orbs descend, 
And grind us into dust : 

2 Rests secure the righteous man ; 

At his Redeemer's beck, 
Sure to emerge and rise again, 

And mount above the wreck : 
Lo! the heavenly spirit towers 

Like flames o'er nature's funeral pyre, 
Triumphs in immortal powers, 

And claps his wings of fire ! 



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3 Nothing hath the just to lose, 

By worlds on worlds destroyed ; 
Far beneath his feet he views, 

With smiles, the flaming void ; 
Sees this universe renewed, 

The grand millennial reign begun ; 
Shouts with all the sons of God, 

Around the eternal throne. 

Charles Wesley. 



604 s.m. 

WHERE shall rest be found, 
Rest for the weary soul? 
'Twere vain the ocean's depths to sound, 
Or pierce to either pole. 

2 The world can never give 
The bliss for which we sigh ; 

'Tis not the whole of life to live, 
Nor all of death to die. 

3 Beyond this vale of tears 
There is a life above, 

Unmeasured by the flight of years ; 
And all that life is love. 

4 There is a death, whose pang 
Outlasts the fleeting breath : 

O what eternal horrors hang 
Around the second death ! 

5 Thou God of truth and grace, 
Teach us that death to shun ; 

Lest we be banished from thy face, 
Forever more undone. 

James Montgomery. 



605 7. 6i. 

DAY of wrath, O dreadful day ! 
When this world shall pass away, 
And the heavens together roll, 
Shriveling like a parched scroll, 
Long foretold by saint and sage, 
David's harp, and sibyl's page. 



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2 Day of terror, day of doom, 
When the Judge at last shall come ! 
Through the deep and silent gloom, 
Shrouding every human tomb, 
Shall the archangel's trumpet tone 
Summon all before the throne. 

3 Then the writing shall be read, 
Which shall judge the quick and dead ; 
Then the Lord of all our race 

Shall appoint to each his place ; 
Every wrong shall be set right, 
Every secret brought to light. 

4 O just Judge, to whom belongs 
Vengeance for all earthly wrongs, 
Grant forgiveness, Lord, at last, 
Ere the dread account be past :. 
Lo, my sighs, my guilt, my shame ! 
Spare me for thine own great name. 

5 Thou, who bad'st the sinner cease 
From her tears and go in peace — 
Thou, who to the dying thief 
Spakest pardon and relief — 

Thou. O Lord, to me hast given, 
E'en to me, the hope of heaven. 

Thomas of Celano, tr. by Arthur P. Stanley. 



606 7 

CHOOSE I must, and soon must choose, 
Holiness, or heaven lose : 
While what heaven loves I hate, 
Shut for me is heaven's gate. 

2 Endless sin means endless woe ; 
Into endless sin I go, 

If my soul from reason rent, 
Takes from sin its final bent. 

3 As a stream its channel grooves, 
And within its channel moves, 

So doth habit's deepest tide 
Groove its bed and there abide. 



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4 Light obeyed increaseth light ; 
Light resisteth bringeth night : 
Who shall give me will to choose, 
If the love of light I lose? 

5 Speed my soul ! This instant yield ! 
Let the light its scepter wield ; 
While thy God prolongeth grace, 
Haste thee toward his holy place. 

Joseph Cook. 



607 s. M. D. 

THOU Judge of quick and dead, 
Before whose bar severe, 
With holy joy or guilty dread, 

We all shall soon appear ; 
Our cautioned souls prepare 

For that tremendous day, 
And fill us now with watchful care, 
And stir us up to pray : 

2 To pray, and wait the hour, 
That awful hour unknown, 

AYhen, robed in majesty and power, 
Thou shalt from heaven come down, 

The immortal Son of man, 
To judge the human race, 

With all thy Father's dazzling train, 
With all thy glorious grace. 

3 O may we all be found 
Obedient to thy word, 

Attentive to the trumpet's sound, 

And looking for our Lord ! 
O may we thus insure 

A lot among the blest, 
And watch a moment to secure 

An everlasting rest. 

Charles Wesley, 



608 c. m. 

THERE is a time we know not when, 
A point we know not where, 
That marks the destiny of men, 
To glory or despair. 

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TIME AND ETERNITY 



2 There is a line by us unseen, 
That crosses every path, 

The hidden boundary between 
God's patience and his wrath. 

3 To pass that limit is to die, 
To die as if by stealth ; 

It does not quench the beaming eye, 
Or pale the glow of health. 

4 The conscience may be still at ease, 
The spirit light and gay, 

That which is pleasing still may please, 
And care be thrust away. 

5 Oh, where is this mysterious bourne 
By which our path is crossed, 

Beyond which God himself hath sworn 
That he who goes is lost? 

6 How far may we go on in sin? 
How long will God forbear? 

Where does hope end, and where begin 
The confines of despair? 

7 An answer from the skies is sent : 
k 'Ye that from God depart ! 

While it is called to-day, repent 
And harden not your heart." 

Joseph A, Alexander. 

609 8.7.4. 

DAY of judgment, day of wonders ! 
Hark ! the trumpet's awful sound, 
Louder than a thousand thunders, 
Shakes the vast creation round : 

How the summons 
Will the sinner's heart confound ! 

2 See the Judge, our nature wearing, 

Clothed in majesty divine ! 
You who long for his appearing, 

Then shall say, "This God is mine :" 
Glorious Savior, 

Own me in that day for thine. 

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3 At his call the dead awaken, 
Rise to life from earth and sea ; 

All the powers of nature, shaken 
By his voice, prepare to flee : 

Careless sinner, 
What will then become of thee ? 

4 But to those who have confessed, 
Loved and served the Lord below, 

He will say, "Come near, ye blessed ; 
See the kingdom I bestow ; 

You forever 
Shall my love and glory know." 

John Newton. 

610 S. 7. 4. 

CHRIST is coming! let creation 
Bid her groans and travail cease ; 
Let the glorious proclamation 
Hope restore and faith increase ; 

Christ is coming ! 
Come, thou blessed Prince of Peace ! 

2 Earth can now but tell the story 
Of thy bitter cross and pain ; 

She shall yet behold thy glory 
When thou comest back to reign ; 

Christ is coming ! 
Let each heart repeat the strain. 

3 Long thy exiles have been pining, 
Far from rest and home and thee ; 

But, in heavenly vesture shining, 
Soon they shall thy glory see ; 

Christ is coming ! 
Haste the joyous jubilee. 

4 With that blessed hope before us, 
Let no harp remain unstrung ; 

Let the mighty advent chorus 

Onward roll from tongue te tongue ; 

Christ is coming ! 
Come, Lord Jesus, quickly come ! 

John R. Macduff. 

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Heaven and Eternal Salvation 
611 C. M. D. 

MOTHER dear, Jerusalem, 
When shall I come to thee? 
When shall my sorrows have an end ? 

Thy joys when shall I see? 
O happy harbor of God's saints ! 

O sweet and pleasant soil ! 
In thee no sorrow can be found, 
Or grief, or care, or toil. 

2 No murky cloud o'ershadows thee, 
Nor gloom, nor darksome night ; 

But eA T ery soul shines as the sun, 

For God himself gives light. 
O my sweet home, Jerusalem, 

Thy joys when shall I see? 
The King that sitteth on thy throne 

In his felicity? 

3 Thy gardens and thy goodly walks 
Continually are green, 

Where grow such sweet and pleasant flowers 

As nowhere else are seen. 
Right through thy streets, with silver sound, 

The living waters flow. 
And on the banks, on either side, 

The trees of life do grow. 

4 Those trees forevermore bear fruit, 
And evermore do spring : 

There evermore the angels are, 

And evermore do sing. 
Jerusalem, my happy home, 

Would God I were in thee ! 
Would God my woes were at an end, 

Thy joys that I might see ! 

Unknown. 



612 ii. 

MID scenes of confusion and creature complaints, 
How sweet to the soul is communion with saints 
To find at the banquet of mercy there's room, 
And feel in the presence of Jesus at home. 



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Refrain 

Home ! home ! sweet, sweet home ! 

Prepare me, dear Savior, for glory, my home. 

2 Sweet bonds that unite all the children of peace ! 
And, thrice precious, Jesus, whose love cannot- cease, 
Though oft from thy presence in sadness I roam, 

I long to behold thee in glory, at home. 

3 While here in the valley of conflict I stay, 
O give me submission and strength as my day ! 
In all my afflictions to thee would I come, 
Rejoicing in hope of my glorious home. 

4 Whatever thou deniest, O give me thy grace ! 
The Spirit's sure witness, and smiles of thy face ; 
Endue me with patience to wait at thy throne, 
And find, even now, a sweet foretaste of home. 

5 I long, dearest Lord, in thy beauties to shine, 
No more as an exile in sorrow to pine, 

And in thy fair image, arise from the tomb, 
With glorified millions to praise thee at home. 

David Denham. 



613 p. m. 

THERE'S a land far awaj* 'mid the stars we are 
told, 

Where they know not the sorrows of time, 
Where the pure waters flow, through the valleys of 
gold. 

And where life is a treasure sublime : 
'Tis the land of our God, 'tis the home of the soul. 

Where the ages of splendor eternally roll, 
Where the way-weary traveler reaches his goal, 

On the ever-green mountains of life. 

2 Here our gaze can not soar to that beautiful land, 

But our visions have told of its bliss, 
And our souls by the gale from its gardens are fanned, 

When we faint in the deserts of this ; 
And we sometimes have longed for its holy repose 

When our hearts have been rent with temptations 
and woes, 

And we've drank from the tide of the river that flows 
From the ever-green mountains of life. 

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TIME AND ETERNITY 



3 Oh, the stars never tread the blue heavens at night, 
But we think where the ransomed have trod, 

And the day never smiles from his palace of light, 
But we feel the bright smile of our God : 

We are traveling home through earth's changes and 
gloom, 

To a region where pleasures unchangingly bloom. 
And our guide is the glory that shines through the 
tomb, 

From the ever-green mountains of life. 

James G-. Clark. 



614 L.M. 

HAT sinners value I resign ; 
Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine ; 

1 shall behold thy blissful face, 
And stand complete in righteousness. 

2 This life's a dream, an empty show ; 
But the bright world to which I go 
Hath joys substantial and sincere : 
When shall I wake, and find me there? 

3 O glorious hour ! O blest abode ! 

1 shall be near, and like my God ; 
And flesh and sin no more control 
The sacred pleasures of the soul. 

4 My flesh shall slumber in the ground, 
Till the last trumpet's joyful sound ; 
Then burst the chains, with sweet surprise, 
And in my Savior's image rise. 

Isaac Watts. 

615 s. m. 

AND is there, Lord, a rest, 
For weary souls designed, 
Where not a care shall stir the breast, 
Or sorrow entrance find ? 

2 Is there a blissful home, 
Where kindred minds shall meet, 

And live and love, nor ever roam 
From that serene retreat? 



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3 Are there bright, happy fields, 
Where naught that blooms shall die ; 

Where each new scene fresh pleasure yields, 
And healthful breezes sigh? 

4 Are there celestial streams, 
Where living waters glide, 

With murmurs sweet as angel-dreams, 
And flowery banks beside? 

5 Forever blessed they, 
Whose joyful feet shall stand, 

While endless ages waste away, 
Amid that glorious land ! 

6 My soul would thither tend, 
While toilsome years are given ; 

Then let me, gracious Lord, ascend 

To sweet repose in heaven. Ray Palmer. 



616 L. M, 

LO ! ROUND the throne, a glorious band, 
The saints in countless myriads stand ; 
Of every tongue redeemed to God. 
Arrayed in garments washed in blood. 

2 Through tribulation great they came ; 
They bore the cross, despised the shame ; 
But now from all their labors rest, 

In God's eternal glory blest. 

3 They see the Savior face to face ; 
They sing the triumph of his grace ; 
And day and night, with ceaseless praise, 
To him their loud hosannas raise. 

4 O may we tread the sacred road 
That holy saints and martyrs trod ; 
Wage to the end the glorious strife, 
And win, like them, a crown of life. 

Rowland Hill, alt. 

617 s.m. 

OWHAT a mighty change 
Shall Jesus' sufferers know, 
While o'er the happy plains they range, 
Incapable of woe ! 



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TIME AND ETERNITY 



2 No ill-requited love 

Shall there our spirits wound ; 
No base ingratitude above, 
No sin in heaven is found. 

3 There all our griefs are spent ; 
There all our sorrows end ; 

We cannot there the*fall lament 
Of a departed friend. 

4 No slightest touch of pain, 
Nor sorrow's least alloy, 

Can violate our rest, or stain 
Our purity of joy. 

5 In that eternal day 

No clouds or tempests rise ; 
There gushing tears are wiped away 
Forever from our eyes. 

Charles Wesley. 



618 t.< 

THE sands of time are sinking ; 
The dawn of heaven breaks ; 
The summer morn I've sighed for, 

The fair, sweet mom awakes. 
Dark, dark hath been the midnight 

But day spring is at hand, 
And glory, glory dwelleth 
In fair Immanuel's land. 

2 I've wrestled on toward heaven, 
'Gainst storm and wind and tide ; 

Now, like a weary traveler 

That leaneth on his guide, 
Amid the shades of evening, 

While sinks life's lingering sand, 
I hail the glory dawning 

In fair Immanuel's land. 

3 Deep waters crossed life's pathway, 
The hedge of thorns was sharp, 

Now these lie all behind me — 
Oh, for a well-tuned harp ! 



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Oh, to join the hallelujah, 

With yon triumphant band, 
Who sing where glory dwelleth 

In fair Immanuel's land ! 

4 Oh, Christ ! he is the fountain, 
The deep, sweet well of love ; 

The streams on earth I've tasted, 

More deep I'll drink above ; 
There to an ocean fulness 

His mercy doth expand, 
And glory, glory dwelleth 

In fair Immanuel's land. 

5 With mercy and with judgment 
My web of time he wove, 

And aye the dews of sorrow 

Were lustered by his love ; 
I'll bless the hand that guided, 

I'll bless the heart that planned, 
When throned where glory dwelleth, 

In fair Immanuel's land. Annie a, Cousin. 

619 8.D. 

AWAY with our sorrow and fear, 
We soon shall recover our home ; 
The city of saints shall appear, 

The day of eternity come : 
From earth we shall quickly remove, 

And mount to our native abode, 
The house of our Father above, 
The palace of angels and God. 

2 Our mourning is ail at an end, 
When, raised by the life-giving Word, 

We see the new city descend, 

Adorned as a bride for her Lord : 

The city so holy and clean, 

No sorrow can breathe in the air ; 

No gloom of affliction or sin ; 
No shadow of evil is there. 

3 By faith we already behold 
That lovely Jerusalem here ; 

Her walls are of jasper and gold ; 
As crystal her buildings are clear : 

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TIME AND ETERNITY 



Immovably founded in grace, 

She stands as she ever hath stood, 

And brightly her builder displays, 
And flames with the glory of God. 

Charles Wesley. 

620 s.d. 

NO NEED of the sun in that day 
Which never is followed by night. 
Where Jesus ? s beauties display 

A pure and a permanent light : 
The Lamb is their light and their sun, 

And, lo ! by reflection they shine, 
With Jesus ineffably one, 

And bright in effulgence divine. 

2 The saints in his presence receive 

Their great and eternal reward ; 
In Jesus, in heaven, they live, 

They reign in the smile of their Lord : 
The flame of angelical love 

Is kindled at Jesus's face, 
And all the enjoyment above, 

Consists in the rapturous gaze. 

Charles Wesley. 

621 s.m. 

FAR from these scenes of night, 
L'nbounded glories rise, 
And realms of joy and pure delight, 
Unknown to mortal eyes. 

2 Fair land ! could mortal eyes 
But half its charms explore. 

How would our spirits long to rise, 
And dwell on earth no more ! 

3 Xo cloud those regions know, 
Realms ever bright and fair, 

For sin, the source of mortal woe, 
Can never enter there. 

4 O may the prospect fire 

Our hearts with ardent love, 
Till wings of faith, and strong desire, 
Bear every thought above ! 



388 



HE A YEN AND ETERNAL SALVATION 

5 Prepared, by grace divine, 

For thy bright courts on high, 
Lord, bid our spirits rise and join 

The chorus of the sky. 

Anne Steele, alt. 



622 7.d. 

WHO are these arrayed in white, 
Brighter than the noonday sun, 
Foremost of the sons of light, 
Nearest the eternal throne? 
These are they that bore the cross, 

Nobly for their Master stood, 
Sufferers in his righteous cause, 
Followers of the dying God. 

2 Out of great distress they came, 

Washed their robes by faith below, 
In the blood of yonder Lamb, 

Blood that washes white as snow ; 
Therefore are they next the throne, 

Serve their Maker day and night ; 
God resides among his own. 

God doth in his saints delight. 

Charles Wesley. 



623 cm. 

MY LATEST sun is sinking fast ; 
My race is nearly run ; 
My strongest trials now are past ; 
My triumph is begun. 

Chorus 

O come, angel band, 

Come and around me stand, 

O bear me away on your snowy wings 

To my immortal home. 

2 I know I ? m near the holy ranks 

Of friends and kindred dear, 
For I brush the dews on Jordan's banks ; 

The crossing must be near. 



389 



TIME AND ETERNITY 



3 I've almost gained my heavenly home ; 
My spirit loudly sings ; 

The holy ones, behold, they come ! 
I hear the noise of wings. 

4 O bear my longing heart to him 
Who bled and died for me ; 

Whose blood now cleanses from all sin, 
And gives me victory. 

Jefferson Hascall. 

624 s.m. 

ONE sweetly solemn thought 
Comes to me o'er and o'er : 
I'm nearer home to-day, to-day, 
Than e'er I've been before ; 

Choeus 

Nearer my home, 

Nearer my home ; 
Nearer my home to-day, to-day, 
Than e'er I've been before. 

2 Nearer my Father's house. 
Where many mansions be ; 

Nearer the great eternal throne, 
Nearer the crystal sea ; 

3 Nearer the bound of life. 
Where burdens are laid down : 

I soon shall leave my earthly cross, 
And gain the starry crown. 

4 But, lying dark between, 

And winding through the night, 
There rolls the silent, unknown stream 
That leads at last to light, 

5 E'en now, perchance, my feet 
Are slipping on the brink, 

And I, to-day, am nearer home, 
Am nearer than I think. 

6 Father, perfect my trust, 
And strengthen my weak faith, 

Nor let me stand at last, alone 
Upon the shore of death. 

Phoebe Cary, alt. 



390 



HEAVEN AND ETERNAL SALVATION 



625 s.m. 

WE KNOW, by faith we know, 
If this vile house of clay, 
This tabernacle, sink below, 
In ruinous decay, 

2 We have a house above, 

Not made with mortal hands, 
And firm as our Redeemer's love, 
That heavenly fabric stands. 

3 Full of immortal hope, 

We urge the restless strife, 
And hasten to be swallowed up 
Of everlasting life. 

4 Lord, let us put on thee, 
In perfect holiness, 

And rise prepared thy face to see, 
Thy bright, unclouded face. 

5 Thy grace with glory crown, 
Who hast the earnest given, 

And then triumphantly come down, 
And take us up to heaven. 

Charles Wesley. 



626 8. 8. 6. 

HOW happy is the pilgrim's lot, 
How free from every anxious thought, 
From worldly hope and fear ! 
Confined to neither court nor cell, 
His soul disdains on earth to dwell, 
He only sojourns here. 

2 This happiness in part is mine, 
Already saved from low design, 

From every creature-love ; 
Blest with the scorn of finite good, 
My soul is lightened of its load, 

And seeks the things above. 

3 The things eternal I pursue, 
A happiness beyond the view 

Of those that basely pant 

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TIME AND ETERNITY 



For tilings by nature felt and seen : 
Their honors, wealth and pleasures mean. 
I neither have, nor want. 

4 There is my house and portion fair : 
My treasure and my heart are there. 

And my abiding rest : 
Soon will the pilgrim's journey end : 
Then. O my Savior. Brother, Friend. 

Receive me to thy breast ! 

John Wesley, alt. 

627 c. m. 

OX JORDAN'S stormy banks I stand 
And east a wishful eye 
To Canaan's fair and happy land, 
Where my possessions lie. 

Chorus 

We will rest in the fair and happy land, 
Just across on the evergreen shore : 

Sing the song of Moses and the Lamb by and by, 
And dwell with Jesus evermore. 

2 O the transporting, rapturous scene. 
That rises to my sight — 

Sweet fields arrayed in living green. 
And rivers of delight ! 

3 O'er all those wide-extended plains 
Shines one eternal day ; 

There God the Son forever reigns, 
And scatters night away. 

4 No chilling winds, or poisonous breath, 
Can reach that healthful shore : 

Sickness and sorrow, pain and death, 
Are felt and feared no more. 

5 When shall I reach that happy place, 
And be forever blest? 

When shall I see my Father's face, 
And in his bosom rest? 

6 Filled with delight, my raptured soul 
Would here no longer stay : 

Though Jordan's waves around me roll. 
Fearless I'd launch away. Samuel stennett. 



HEAVEN AND ETERNAL SALVATION 



HOW happy every child of grace, 
Who knows his sins forgiven ! 
''This earth,'' he cries,'"is not my place, 

I seek my place in heaven : 
A country far from mortal sight, 

Yet, oh, by faith I see, 
The land of rest, the saints' delight, 
The heaven prepared for me." 

2 O what a blessed hope is ours ! 
While here on earth we stay, 

We more than taste the heavenly powers, 

And antedate that day : 
We feel the resurrection near. 

Our life in Christ concealed, 
And with his glorious presence here 

Our earthen vessels filled. 

3 O would he more of heaven bestow. 
And let the vessels break, 

And let our ransomed spirits go 

To grasp the God we seek ; 
In rapturous awe on him to gaze, 

Who bought the sight for me, 
And shout and wonder at his grace 

To all eternity ! 



STRANGER in the world below. 



Nor can its happiness or woe 

Provoke my hope or fear : 
Its evils in a moment end ; 

Its joys as soon are past ; 
But, oh, the bliss to which I tend 

Eternally shall last ! 

2 To that Jerusalem above, 

With singing I repair ; 
While in the flesh, my hope and love, 

My heart and soul, are there. 



628 



C. M. D. 



Charles Wesley. 



629 



C. M. D. 




393 



TIME AND ETERNITY 



There my exalted Savior stands, 

My merciful High Priest, 
And still extends his wounded hands, 

To take me to his breast. 

Charles Wesley 



630 7. 

DEATHLESS spirit, now arise; 
Soar, thou native of the skies ! 
Pearl of price by Jesus bought, 
To his glorious likeness wrought, — 

2 Go, to shine before the throne ; 
Deck the Mediator's crown ; 
Go, his triumphs to adorn ; 
Made for God, to God return. 

3 Lo ! he beckons from on high ; 
Fearless to his presence fly ; 
Thine the merit of his blood, 
Thine the righteousness of God. 

4 Shudder not to pass the stream ; 
Venture all thy care on him — 
Him, whose dying love and power 
Stilled its tossing, hushed its roar. 

5 See the haven full in view ; 
Love divine shall bear thee through : 
Trust to that propitious gale ; 
Weigh thine anchor, spread thy sail. 

6 Saints in glory, perfect made, 
Wait thy passage through the shade ; 
Swiftly to their wish be given ; 
Kindle higher joy in heaven. 

Augustus M. Topiady. 



631 

HEN I shall reach the more excellent glor 
And all my trials are passed ; 
I shall be like him, O wonderful story ! 
I shall be like him at last. 



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HE AVE X AND ETERNAL SALVATION 



Chorus 

I shall be like him, I shall be like him, 
And in his beauty shall shine ; 

1 shall be like him, wondrously like him, 
Jesus, my Savior divine. 

2 We shall not wait till the glorious dawning 
Breaks on the vision so fair ; 

Now we may welcome the heavenly morning. 
Now we may his image bear. 

3 More and more like him, repeat the blest stor 
Over and over again ; 

Changed by his Spirit from glory to glory, 
I shall be satisfied then. 

William A. Spencer. 
Copyright. 1897, by W. A. Spencer. Used by per. of W. J. K. 

632 p.m. 

RISE, my soul, and stretch thy wings; 
Thy better portion trace ; 
Rise from transitory things, 

Toward heaven, thy native place : 
Sun and moon and stars decay ; 

Time shall soon this earth remove ; 
Rise, my soul, and haste away 
To seats prepared above. 

2 Rivers to the ocean run, 
Nor stay in all their course ; 

Fire, ascending, seeks the sun ; 

Both speed them to their source : 
So a soul that's born of God, 

Pants to view his glorious face ; 
Upward tends to his abode, 

To rest in his embrace. 

3 Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn ; 
Press onward to the prize ; 

Soon our Savior will return 

Triumphant in the skies : 
There we'll join the heavenly train, 

Welcomed to partake the bliss ; 
Fly from sorrow, care and pain, 

To realms of endless peace. 

Robert Seagrave, alt. 

395 



TIME AND ETERNITY 



633 11. 10. 

HARK ! hark ! my soul, angelic songs are swelling 
O'er earth's green fields and ocean's wave-beat 
shore ; 

How sweet the truth those blessed strains are telling 
Of that new life when sin shall be no more ! 

Chorus 

Angels of Jesus, angels of light, 

Singing to welcome the pilgrims of the night. 

2 Onward we go, for still we hear them singing, 
"Come, weary souls, for Jesus bids you come;" 

And through the dark, its echoes sweetly ringing, 
The music of the gospel leads us home. 

3 Far, far away, like bells at evening pealing, 
The voice of Jesus sounds o'er land and sea, 

And laden souls by thousands meekly stealing, 
Kind Shepherd, turn their weary steps to thee. 

4 Rest comes at length; though life be long and 

dreary, 

The day must dawn, and darksome night be passed ; 
All journeys end in welcomes to the weary, 
And heaven, the heart's true home, will come at 
last. 

Frederick W. Faber. 



634 6.6.8.4. 

THE God of Abraham praise, 
Who reigns enthroned above, 
Ancient of everlasting days, 

And God of love : 
Jehovah, great I AM ! 

By earth and heaven confessed; 

1 bow and bless the sacred name, 
Forever blest. 

2 The God of Abraham praise, 
At whose supreme command 

From earth I rise, and seek the joys 
At his right hand : 
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HEAVEN AND ETERNAL SALVATION 



I all on earth forsake, 

Its wisdom, fame and power ; 
And him my only portion make, 

My shield and tower. 

3 The God of Abraham praise, 
Whose all-sufficient grace 

Shall guide me ail my happy days 

In all his ways ; 
He calls a worm his friend, 

He calls himself my God ! 
And he shall save me to the end, 

Through Jesus' blood. 

4 He by himself hath sworn ; 
I on his oath depend ; 

I shall, on eagle's wings upborne, 

To heaven ascend ; 
I shall behold his face ; 

I shall his power adore, 
And sing the wonders of his grace 

For evermore. 

Thomas Olivers. 



635 6. 6. 8. 4. 

THOUGH nature's strength decay, 
And earth and hell withstand, 
To Canaan's bounds I urge my way, 

At God's command ; 
Thy watery deep I pass, 

With Jesus in my view, 
And through the howling wilderness 
My way pursue. 

2 The goodly land I see, 

With peace and plenty blest, 
A land of sacred liberty, 

And endless rest : 
There milk and honey flow, 

And oil and wine abound, 
And trees of life forever grow, 

With mercy crowned. 

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TIME AND ETERNITY 



3 There dwells the Lord our King, 
The Lord our righteousness, 

Triumphant o'er the world and sin, 

The Prince of Peace : 
On Zion's sacred height, 

His kingdom still maintains, 
And, glorious, with his saints in light 

Forever reigns. 

4 He keeps his own secure ; 
He guards them by his side ; 

Arrays in garments white and pure 

His spotless bride ; 
With streams of sacred bliss, 

With groves of living joys, 
With all the fruits of paradise, 

He Still Supplies. Thomas Olivers. 

636 c. m. d. 

COME, let us join our friends above 
That have obtained the prize, 
And on the eagle-wings of love 

To joys celestial rise : 
Let all the saints terrestrial sing, 

With those to glory gone ; 
For all the servants of our King, 
In earth and heaven, are one. 

2 One family we dwell in him, 
One church, above, beneath, 

Though now divided by the stream, 

The narrow stream, of death : 
One army of the living God, 

To his command we bow ; 
Part of his host have crossed the flood, 

And part are crossing now. 

3 Ten thousand to their endless home 
This solemn moment fly ; 

And we are to the margin come, 

And we expect to die : 
His militant embodied host, 

With wishful looks we stand, 
And long to see that happy coast, 

And reach the heavenly land. Charles Wesley. 

398 



HEAVEN AND ETERNAL SALVATION 



637 C. M. D. 

OUR old companions in distress 
We haste again to see, 
And eager long for our release, 

And full felicity : 
E'en now, by faith, we join our hands 

With those that went before, 
And greet the blood-besprinkled bands 
On the eternal shore. 

2 Our spirits, too, shall quickly join, 

Like theirs with glory crowned, 
And shout to see our Captain's sign, 

To hear his trumpet sound : 
O that we now might grasp our Guide ! 

O that the word were given ! 
Come, Lord of hosts, the waves divide, 

And land us all in heaven ! 

Charles Wesley. 



638 8. 6. 8. 8. 6. 

THERE is an hour of peaceful rest, 
To mourning wanderers given ; 
There is a joy for souls distressed, 
A balm for every wounded breast, 
'Tis found above, in heaven. 

2 There is a home for weary souls 
By sin and sorrow driven, 

When tossed on life's tempestuous shoals, 
Where storms arise and ocean rolls 
And all is drear — 'tis heaven. 

3 There Faith lifts up the tearless eye, 
To brighter prospects given ; 

And views the tempest passing by, 
The evening shadows quickly fly, 
And all serene in heaven. 

4 There fragrant flowers immortal bloom, 
And joys supreme are given; 

There rays divine disperse the gloom : 
Beyond the confines of the tomb 
Appears the dawn of heaven. 

William B. Tappan. 



399 



TIME AND ETERNITY 



639 C. M. D. 

THERE is a land of pure delight, 
Where saints immortal reign : 
Infinite day excludes the night, 

And pleasures banish pain. 
There everlasting spring abides, 
And never-withering flowers : 
Death, like a narrow sea, divides 
This heavenly land from ours. 

2 Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood 
Stand dressed in living green ; 

So to the Jews old Canaan stood, 

While Jordan rolled between. 
But timorous mortals start and shrink 

To cross this narrow sea ; 
And linger, shivering on the brink, 

And fear to launch away. 

3 O could we make our doubts remove, 
Those gloomy thoughts that rise, 

And see the Canaan that we love. 

With unbeclouded eyes ! 
Could we but climb where Moses stood, 

And view the landscape o'er, 
Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood, 

Should fright us from the shore. 

Isaac Watts. 



640 8.7. 

FACE to face with Christ my Savior, 
Face to face — what will it be? 
When with rapture I behold him, 
Jesus Christ who died for me. 

Chorus 

Face to face shall I behold him, 

Far beyond the starry sky ; 
Face to face in all his glory, 

I shall see him by and by ! 

2 Only faintly now, I see him, 
With the darkling veil between, 

But a blessed day is coming. 
When his glory shall be seen. 

400 



HEAYEX AND ETERNAL SALVATION 



3 What rejoicing in his presence, 
When are banished grief and pain, 

When the crooked ways are straightened, 
And the dark things shall be plain. 

4 Face to face ! O blissful moment ! 
Face to face — to see and know ; 

Face to face with my Redeemer, 
Jesus Christ who loves me so. 

Mrs. Frank A. Breck. 

Copyright, 1S99, by Tullar-Meredith Co. 



641 7. 6. D. 

JERUSALEM the golden, 
With milk and honey blest, 
Beneath thy contemplation 

Sink heart and voice oppressed : 

1 know not, O I know not 
What holy joys are there ; 

What radiancy of glory, 

What bliss beyond compare. 

2 They stand, those halls of Zion, 
All jubilant with song, 

And bright with many an angel, 

And all the martyr throng ; 
The Prince is ever in them, 

The daylight is serene ; 
The pastures of the blessed 

Are decked in glorious sheen. 

3 There is the throne of David ; 
And there, from care released, 

The song of them that triumph, 

The shout of them that feast ; 
And they who, with their Leader, 

Have conquered in the fight, 
Forever and forever 

Are clad in robes of white. 

4 O sweet and blessed country, 
The home of God's elect ! 

O sweet and blessed country 
That eager hearts expect ! 



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TIME AND ETERNITY 



Jesus, in mercy bring us 

To that dear land of rest ; 
Who art, with God the Father, 

And Spirit, ever blest. 

Bernard of Cluny, tr. by John M. Neale, 



642 c. m. 

GIVE me the wings of faith to rise 
Within the veil, and see 
The saints above, how great their joys, 
How bright their glories be. 

2 Once they were mourners here below, 
And poured out cries and tears : 

They wrestled hard, as we do now. 
With sins and doubts and fears. 

3 I ask them whence their victory came : 
They, with united breath, 

Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb, 
Their triumph to his death. 

4 They marked the footsteps that he trod ; 
His zeal inspired their breast ; 

And, following their incarnate God, 
Possess the promised rest. 

5 Our glorious Leader claims our praise 
For his own pattern given ; 

While the long cloud of witnesses 
Show the same path to heaven. 

Isaac Watts. 



643 



O. M. 



JERUSALEM, my happy home ! 
Name ever dear to me ! 
When shall my labors have an end, 
In joy and peace in thee? 

2 O when, thou city of my God, 
Shall I thy courts ascend. 

Where congregations ne'er break up, 
And Sabbath has no end? 

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HEAVEN AND ETERNAL SALVATION 



3 Why should I shrink at pain and woe? 
Or feel, at death, dismay? 

I've Canaan's goodly land in view, 
And realms of endless day. 

4 Apostles, martyrs, prophets there, 
Around my Savior stand ; 

And soon my friends in Christ below 
Will join the glorious band. 

5 Jerusalem, my happy home ! 
My soul still pants for thee ; 

Then shall my labors have an end, 
When I thy joys shall see. 

Unknown. 



644 6. 4. 6. 

I'M BUT a stranger here, 
Heaven is my home ; 
Earth is a desert drear, 

Heaven is my home ; 
Danger and sorrow stand 
Round me on every hand, 
Heaven is my fatherland, 
Heaven is my home. 

2 What though the tempest rage, 
Heaven is my home : 

Short is my pilgrimage, 

Heaven is my home : 
Time's cold and wintry blast 
Soon will be overpast ; 
I shall reach home at last, 

Heaven is my home. 

3 There at my Savior's side, 
Heaven is my home ; 

I shall be glorified, 

Heaven is my home : 
There'll be the good and blest, 
Those I love most and best, 
There, too, I soon shall rest, 

Heaven is my home. 

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TIME AND ETERNITY 



4 Therefore I murmur not, 

Heaven is my home ; 
Whatever my earthly lot, 

Heaven is my home : 
And I shall surely stand 
There at my Lord's right hand ; 
Heaven is my fatherland, 

Heaven is my home. 

Thomas R. Taylor. 



645 8.5. 

MY HEAVENLY home is bright and fair, 
We'll be gathered home ; 
Nor pain nor death can enter there, 
We'll be gathered home. 

Chorus 

We'll work till Jesus comes, 
And we'll be gathered home. 

2 Its glittering towers the sun outshine, 
That heavenly mansion shall be mine. 

3 My Father's house is built on high. 
Far, far above the starry sky. 

4 When from this earthly prison free. 
That heavenly mansion mine shall be. 

5 While here, a stranger far from home, 
Affliction's waves may round me foam ; 

6 Although, like Lazarus, sick and poor. 
My heavenly mansion is secure. 

7 Let others seek a home below, 
Which flames devour, or waves o'erflow ; 

8 Be mine the happier lot to own 

A heavenly mansion near the throne. 

9 The earth may fail and stars decline, 
The sun and moon refuse to shine, 

404 



HEAVEN AND ETERNAL SALVATION 



10 All nature sink and cease to be, 
That heavenly mansion stands for me. 

William Hunter, 



'EX thousand times ten thousand, 



1 In sparkling raiment bright. 
The armies of the ransomed saints 

Throng up the steeps of light : 
'Tis finished, all is finished, 

Their fight with death and sin : 
Fling open wide the golden gates, 
And let the victors in ! 

2 What rush of hallelujahs 
Fills all the earth and sky ! 

What ringing of a thousand harps 
Bespeaks the triumph nigh ! 

O day, for which creation 

And all its tribes were made ! 

O joy. for all its former woes 
A thousand-fold repaid ! 

3 O then what raptured greetings 
On Canaan's happy shore. 

What knitting severed friendships up, 
Where partings are no more I 

Then eyes with joy shall sparkle, 
That brimmed with tears of late, 

Orphans no longer fatherless, 
Nor widows desolate. 

4 Bring near thy great salvation, 
Thou Lamb for sinners slain ; 

Fill up the roll of thine elect. 

Then take thy power and reign : 

Appear, Desire of nations ! 
Thine exiles long for home : 

Show in the heavens thy promised sign : 
Thou Prince and Savior, come ! 



646 



7. 6. S. 6. 




Henry Alford. 



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Special Subjects and Occasions 



Missions 

647 n.io.D. 

HE WAS not willing that any should perish ;" 
Jesus enthroned in the glory above. 
Saw our poor fallen world, pitied our sorrows, 
Poured out his life for us — wonderful love ! 
Perishing, perishing ! thronging our pathway, 

Hearts break with burdens too heavy to bear ; 
Jesus would save, but there's no one to tell them, 
No one to lift them from sin and despair. 

2 "He was not willing that any should perish:'' 
Clothed in our flesh with its sorrow and pain, 

Came he to seek the lost, comfort the mourner, 
Heal the heart broken by sorrow and shame : 

Perishing, perishing ! harvest is passing, 
Reapers are few and the night draweth near ; 

Jesus is calling thee, haste to the reaping. 
Thou shalt have souls, precious souls for thy hin 

3 "He was not willing that any should perish ;" 
Am I his follower, and can I live 

Longer at ease with a soul going downward, 
Lost for the lack of the help I might give? 

Perishing, perishing ! thou wast not willing, 
Master, forgive, and inspire us anew ; 

Banish our worldliness, help us to ever 
Live with eternity's values in view. 

Lucy R. Meyer. 

Copyright, 1889, by Lucy Rider Meyer. 



648 

FLIXG out the banner ! let it float 
Skyward and seaward, high and wide ; 
The sun that lights its shining folds. 
The cross, on which the Savior died. 

2 Fling out the banner ! angels bend 
In anxious silence o'er the sign, 

And vainly seek to comprehend 
The wonder of the love divine. 

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3 Fling out the banner ! heathen lands 
Shall see from far the glorious sight, 

And nations, crowding to be born, 
Baptize their spirits in its light. 

4 Fling out the banner ! sin-sick souls 
That sink and perish in the strife. 

Shall touch in faith its radiant hem, 
And spring immortal into life. 

5 Fling out the banner ! let it float 
Skyward and seaward, high and wide, 

Our glory, only in the cross ; 
Our only hope, the Crucified ! 

George W. Doane. 



649 l.m. 

JESUS shall reign where'er the sun 
Doth his successive journeys run ; 
His kingdom spread from shore to shore, 
Till suns shall rise and set no more. 

2 For him shall endless prayer be made, 
And endless praises crown his head ; 
His name like sweet perfume shall rise 
With every morning sacrifice. 

3 People and realms of every tongue 
Dwell on his love with sweetest song, 
And infant voices shall proclaim 
Their early blessings on his name. 

4 Blessings abound where'er he reigns : 
The prisoner leaps to lose his chains, 
The weary find eternal rest, 

And all the sons of want are blest. 

5 Where he displays his healing power, 
Death and the curse are known no more ; 
In him the tribes of Adam boast 

More blessings than their father lost. 

Isaac Watts. 

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650 L. M. 

BEHOLD the hands stretched out for aid, 
Darkened by sin and sore dismayed, 
O will you to their rescue go, 
Lost wanderers down to endless woe ? 

Chorus 

We'll girdle the globe with salvation, 

With holiness unto the Lord, 
And light shall illumine each nation, 

The light from the lamp of his word. 

2 In heathen lands they watch and wait, 
And sigh for help which comes so late, 
And grope in sin and nature's night, 
Forever vainly seeking light. 

3 O flash the tidings, shout the sound, 
In darkest lands, the world around, 
Till all the earth, from pole to pole, 
Shall full salvation echoes roll ! 

4 The watch-fires kindle far and near, 
In every land let them appear, 

Till burning lines of gospel fire, 

Shall gird the world and mount up higher. 

Vivian A. Dake. 

Copyright, 1891, by Vivian A. Dake. 



651 L. M. 

ETERNAL Father, thou hast said, 
That Christ all glory shall obtain ; 
That he who once a sufferer bled 

Shall o'er the world a conqueror reign. 

2 We wait thy triumph, Savior King ; 
Long ages have prepared thy way ; 

Now all abroad thy banner fling, 
Set time's great battle in array. 

3 Thy hosts are mustered to the field ; 
"The cross, the cross !" the battle-call ; 

The old grim towers of darkness yield, 
And soon shall totter to their fall. 



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4 On mountain-tops the watch-fires glow. 
Where scattered wide the watchmen stand ; 

Voice echoes voice, and onward flow 
The joyous shouts from land to land. 

5 O fill thy Church with faith and power, 
Bid her long night of weeping cease ; 

To groaning nations haste the hour 
Of life and freedom, light and peace. 

6 Come, Spirit, make thy wonders known, 
Fulfil the Father's high decree ; 

Then earth, the might of hell o'erthrown, 
Shall keep her last great jubilee. 

Ray Palmer. 



652 7. 6. D. 

THE morning light is breaking ; 
The darkness disappears ; 
The sons of earth are waking 

To penitential tears ; 
Each breeze that sweeps the ocean 

Brings tidings from afar, 
Of nations in commotion, 
Prepared for Zion's war. 

2 See heathen nations bending 
Before the God we love, 

And thousand hearts ascending 

In gratitude above ; 
While sinners, now confessing, 

The gospel call obey, 
And seek the Savior's blessing, 

A nation in a day. 

3 Blest river of salvation, 
Pursue thine onward way ; 

Flow thou to every nation, 

Nor in thy richness stay : 
Stay not till all the lowly. 

Triumphant reach their home : 
Stay not till all the holy 

Proclaim, "The Lord is come !" 

Samuel F. Smith. 



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653 7.d. 

ATCHMAN, tell us of the night, 
What its signs of promise are. • 
Traveler, o'er yon mountain's height 

See that glory-beaming star ! 
Watchman, does its beauteous ray 

Aught of hope or joy foretell? 
Traveler, yes ; it brings the day, 
Promised day of Israel. 

2 Watchman, tell us of the night ; 
Higher yet that star ascends. 

Traveler, blessedness and light, 
Peace and truth its course portends. 

Watchman, will its beams alone 
Gild the spot that gave them birth? 

Traveler, ages are its own. 

See, it bursts o'er all the earth ! 

3 Watchman, tell us of the night, 
For the morning seems to dawn. 

Traveler, darkness takes its flight ; 

Doubt and terror are withdrawn. 
Watchman, let thy wandering cease, 

Hie thee to thy quiet home ! 
Traveler, lo, the Prince of Peace, 

Lo, the Son of God is come ! 

John Bowring. 



654 7. d. 

SEE how great a flame aspires, 
Kindled by a spark of grace ! 
Jesus' love the nations fires, 

Sets the kingdoms on a blaze : 
To bring fire on earth he came ; 

Kindled in some hearts it is : 
O that all might catch the flame, 
All partake the glorious bliss ! 

2 When he first the work begun, 

Small and feeble was his day : 
Now the word doth swiftly run ; 

Now it wins its widening way : 



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More and more it spreads and grows, 

Ever mighty to prevail ; 
Sin's strongholds it now o'erthrows, 

Shakes the trembling gates of hell. 

3 Sons of God. your Savior praise ! 
He the door hath opened wide ; 

He hath given the word of grace ; 

Jesus' word is glorified. 
Jesus, mighty to redeem, 

He alone the work hath wrought ; 
Worthy is the work of him. 

He who spake a world from naught. 

4 Saw ye not the cloud arise. 
Little as a human hand? 

Now it spreads along the skies. 

Hangs o'er all the thirsty land ; 
Lo ! the promise of a shower 

Drops already from above : 
But the Lord will shortly pour 

All the Spirit Of his love. Charles Wesley. 

655 8. 7. D. 

CAST thy bread upon the waters, 
Ye who have but scant supply ; 
Angel eyes will watch above it ; 

You shall find it by and by : 
He who in his righteous balance 

Doth each human action weigh, 
Will your sacrifice remember. 
Will your loving deeds repay. 

2 Cast thy bread upon the waters, 
Poor and weary, worn with care, 

Often sitting in the shadow, 

Have you not a crumb to spare? 

Can you not to those around you 
Sing some little song of hope. 

As you look with longing vision 
Through faith's mighty telescope? 

3 Cast thy bread upon the waters, 
Ye who have abundant store ; 

It may float on many a billow, 
It may strand on many a shore ; 



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You may think it lost forever, 

But, as sure as God is true, 
In this life or in the other, 

It will yet return to you. 

4 Cast thy bread upon the waters, 
Far and wide your treasures strew ; 

Scatter it with willing fingers ; 

Shout for joy to see it go ! 
For if you do closely keep it, 

It will only drag you down ; 
If you love it more than Jesus, 

It will keep you from your crown. 

5 Cast thy bread upon the waters, 
Waft it on with praying breath, 

In some distant, doubtful moment 

It may save a soul from death ; 
When you sleep in solemn silence, 

'Neath the morn and evening dew, 
Stranger hands which you have strengthened, 

May strew lilies over you. 

R. Edgar. 

Copyright, 1909, by Wm. J. Kirkpatrick. Renewal. 



656 7. 6. D 

THE whole wide world for Jesus, 
This shall our watchword be, 
Upon the highest mountain, 

Down by the widest sea. 
The whole wide world for Jesus, 

To him all men shall bow ; 
In city or on prairie, 

The world for Jesus now. 

Chorus 

The whole wide world, the whole wide world, 
Proclaim the gospel tidings through the whole 

wide world ; 
Lift up the cross for Jesus, His banner be 

unfurled, 

Till every tongue confess him through the 
whole wide world. 

412 



MISSIONS 



2 The whole wide world for Jesus 
Inspires us with the thought 

That every son of Adam 

Hath by the blood been bought. 

The whole wide world for Jesus, 
O faint not by the way ! 

The cross shall surely conquer, 
In this our glorious day. 

3 The whole wide world for Jesus, 
The marching order sound, 

Go ye and preach the gospel 

Wherever man is found. 
The whole wide world for Jesus, 

Our banner is unfurled ; 
We battle now for Jesus, 

And faith demands the world. 

4 The whole wide world for Jesus, 
In the Father's home above 

Are many wondrous mansions, 

Mansions of light and love. 
The whole wide world for Jesus, 

Ride forth, O conquering King, 
Through all the mighty nations, 

The world to glory bring. 

J. D. Hammond, 

Copyright, 1885. by John J. Hood. Wm. J. Kirkpatrick. owner. 



657 8.7.D. 

WATCHMAN, tell me does the morning 
Of fair Zion's glory dawn ; 
Have the signs that mark His coming 

Yet upon my pathway shone? 
Pilgrim, yes ; arise, look round thee, 

Light is breaking in the skies ; 
Spurn the unbelief that bound thee, 
Morning dawns, arise, arise; 

I : 

2 See the glorious light ascending, 
Of the grand Sabbatic year ; 

Hark, the voices loud proclaiming 
The Messiah's kingdom near ! 



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Watchman, yes : I see just yonder. 

Canaan's glorious heights arise : 
Salem, too. appears in grandeur. 

Towering 'neath her sunlit skies ! 

3 Pilgrim, in that golden city. 
Seated in the jasper throne. 

Zion's King, arrayed in beauty. 

Reigns in peace from zone to zone : 
There, on verdant hills and mountains, 

Where the golden sunbeams play. 
Purling streams and crystal fountains 

Sparkle in the eternal day. 

4 Pilgrim, see. the light is beaming 
Brighter still upon thy way : 

Signs through all the earth are gleaming, 

Omens of thy coming day. 
"When the last loud trumpet sounding, 

Shall awake from earth and sea. 
All the saints of God now sleeping. 

Clad in immortality ! 

5 Watchman, lo. the land we're nearing, 
With its vernal fruits and flowers ! 

On just yonder. O how cheering ! 

Bloom forever Eden bowers. 
Hark, the choral strains are ringing. 

Wafted on the balmy air ! 
See the millions ! hear their singing ! 

Soon the pilgrims will be there. Unknown. 

658 7. 6. D. 

HAIL, to the Lord's Anointed. 
Great David's greater Son ! 
Hail, in the time appointed. 

His reign on earth begun ! 
He comes to break oppression. 

To set the captive free : 
To take away transgression. 
And rule in equity. 

2 He comes with succor speedy 

To those who suffer wrong. 
To help the poor and needy. 

And bid the weak be strong ; 

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MISSIONS 



To give them songs for sighing, 
Their darkness turn to light, 

Whose souls, condemned and dying, 
Were precious in his sight. 

3 He shall descend like showers 
Upon the fruitful earth, 

And love and joy, like flowers, 

Spring in his path to birth : 
Before him, on the mountains, 

Shall peace, the herald, go, 
And righteousness, in fountains, 

From hill to valley flow. 

4 To him shall prayer unceasing, 
And daily vows ascend; 

His kingdom still increasing, 

A kingdom without end : 
The tide of time shall never 

His covenant remove ; 
His name shall stand forever ; 

That name to us is Love. 

James Montgomery. 

659 7. 6. D. 

FROM Greenland's icy mountains, 
From India's coral strand ; 
Where Afric's sunny fountains 
Roll down their golden sand ; 
From many an ancient river, 
From many a palmy plain, 
They call us to deliver 

Their land from error's chain. 

2 What though the spicy breezes 
Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle ; 

Though every prospect pleases, 

And only man is vile? 
In vain with lavish kindness 

The gifts of God are strown ; 
The heathen in his blindness 

Bows down to wood and stone. 

3 Shall we, whose souls are lighted 
With wisdom from on high, 

Shall we to men benighted 
The lamp of life deny? 



415 



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Salvation ! O salvation ! 

The joyful sound proclaim, 
Till earth's remotest nation 

Has learned Messiah's name. 

4 Waft, waft, ye winds, his story, 

And you, ye waters, roll, 
Till, like a sea of glory, 

It spreads from pole to pole : 
Till o'er our ransomed nature 

The Lamb for sinners slain, 
Redeemer, King, Creator, 

In bliss returns to reign. 

Reginald Heber. 

660 7. 6. D. 

ROLL on, thou mighty ocean ! 
And, as thy billows flow, 
Bear messengers of mercy 

To every land below. 
Arise, ye gales, and waft them 
Safe to the destined shore ; 
That man may sit in darkness, 
And death's black shade, no more. 

2 O thou eternal Ruler, 

Who holdest in thine arm 
The tempests of the ocean, 

Protect them from all harm ! 
Thy presence, Lord, be with them, 

Wherever they may be ; 
Though far from us who love them, 

Still let them be with thee. 

James Edmeston. 

661 

THERE'S a call comes ringing o'er the restless wave, 
"Send the light! Send the light!" 
There are souls to rescue, there are souls to save, 
Send the light ! Send the light ! 

Chorus 

We will spread the everlasting light, 
With a willing, willing heart and hand ; 

Giving God the glory evermore, 

We will follow, follow his command. 

416 



MISSIONS 



Send the light, the blessed gospel light, 
Let it shine from shore to shore ! 

Send the light ! and let its radiant beams 
Light the world forevermore. 

2 We have heard the Macedonian call to-day, 
-Send the light ! Send the light !" 

And a golden offering at the cross we lav, 
Send the light ! Send the light ! 

3 Let us pray that grace may everywhere abound, 
Send the light ! Send the light ! 

And a Christ-like spirit everywhere be found, 
Send the light ! Send the light I 

4 Let us not grow weary in the work of love. 
Send the light ! Send the light ! 

Let us gather jewels for a crown above, 
Send the light ! Send the light ! 

Charles H. Gabriel. 

Copyright, 1890, by Chas. H. Gabriel. Geo. F. Rosche, owner. 



662 l.m. 

YE CHRISTIAN heralds, go, proclaim 
Salvation in Immanuel's name ; 
To distant climes the tidings bear, 
And plant the Rose of Sharon there. 

2 God shield you with a wall of fire, 
With holy zeal your hearts inspire ; 
Bid raging winds their fury cease, 
And calm the savage breast to peace. 

3 And when our labors all are o'er, 
Then may we meet to part no more ; 
Meet, with the ransomed throng to fall, 
And crown the Savior Lord of all. 

B. H. Draper. 



663 l. m. 

ARM of the Lord, awake, awake ! 
Put on thy strength, the nations shake, 
And let the world, adoring, see 
Triumphs of mercy wrought by thee. 



417 



SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 



2 Say to the heathen, from thy throne, 
"I am Jehovah, God alone :" 

Thy voice their idols shall confound, 
And burn their altars to the ground. 

3 No more let creature blood be spilt. 
Vain sacrifice for human guilt ! 

But to each conscience be applied 

The blood that flowed from Jesus' side. 

4 Almighty God, thy grace proclaim. 
In every land, of every name ; 

Let adverse powers before thee fall, 
And crown the Savior Lord of all. 

William Shrubsole, 

664 7. 

HASTEN, Lord, the glorious time, 
When, beneath Messiah's sway, 
Every nation, every clime, 
Shall the gospel call obey. 

2 Mightiest kings his power shall own; 
Heathen tribes his name adore; 

Satan and his host, o'erthrown, 
Bound in chains, shall hurt no more. 

3 Then shall wars and tumults cease, 
Then be banished grief and pain ; 

Righteousness and joy and peace, 
Undisturbed, shall ever reign. 

4 Bless we, then, our gracious Lord ; 
Ever praise his glorious name; 

All his mighty acts record, 

All his wondrous love proclaim. 

Harriet Aub 

665 a 4. 

CHRIST for the world we sing ; 
The world to Christ we bring 
With loving zeal ; 
The poor and them that mourn, 
The faint and over-borne, 
Sin-sick and sorrow-worn, 
Whom Christ doth heal. 



418 



MISSIONS 



2 Christ for the world we sing ; 
The world to Christ we bring 

With fervent prayer : 
The wayward and the lost. 
By restless passions tossed. 
Redeemed at countless cost, 

From dark despair. 

3 Christ for the world we sing ; 
The world to Christ we bring 

With one accord ; 
With us the work to share, 
With us reproach to dare. 
With us the cross to bear, 

For Christ our Lord. 

4 Christ for the world we sing; 
The world to Christ we bring 

With joyful song : 
The new-born souls, whose days 
Reclaimed from error's ways. 
Inspired with hope and praise. 

To Christ belong. 

Samuel Wolcott. 



666 

SPEED away, speed away ! 
O ye heralds of light. 
To the millions now dying in sin's awful night ; 
In dense superstition and bondage they dwell, 
While words are too weak of their suffering to tell : 
Then fly to their rescue, oh, hasten to-day '. 
Speed away, speed away, speed away ! 

2 Speed away, speed away ! 
You're commissioned of God. 

Good tidings to preach through Immanuel's blood : 
Each slave of the tempter may now be forgiven, 
And make out a title to mansions in heaven : 
'Tis Jesus that asks it. no longer delay : 
Speed away, speed away, speed away ! 

3 Speed away, speed away ! 
On your mission so blest. 

That millions now burdened may soon be at rest : 
410 



SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 



Throw open their prison, give liberty sweet, 
And bring them as trophies to Jesus' blest feet ; 
Oh, linger no longer, but act while you may ! 
Speed away, speed away, speed away! 

4 Speed away, speed away ! 
O ye messengers true, 

The harvest is great and the laborers few : 
Each need will the Lord of the harvest supply. 
And the mighty results will be seen by and by. 
When the reapers are paid at the end of the day ; 
Speed away, speed away, speed away ! 

Thomas H, Nelson. 

Copyright, 1899, by Thomas H. Nelson. 



Dedication and Corner-Stone Laying 

667 cm. 

THOU, whose unmeasured temple stands, 
Built over earth and sea, 
Accept the walls that human hands 
Have raised, O God, to thee ! 

2 Lord, from thine inmost glory send, 
Within these courts to bide, 

The peace that dwelleth without end, 
Serenely by thy side. 

3 May erring minds that worship here, 
Be taught the better way. 

And they who mourn, and they who fear, 
Be strengthened as they pray. 

4 May faith grow firm, and love grow warm, 
And pure devotion rise, 

While round these hallowed walls the storm 
Of earth-born passion dies. 

William C. Bryant. 



668 

BEHOLD the sure Foundation-stone 
Which God in Zion lays, 
To build our heavenly hopes upon, 
And his eternal praise. 



420 



DEDICATION AND CORNER-STONE LAYING 



2 Chosen of God, to sinners dear, 
We now adore thy name ; 

We trust our whole salvation here, 
Nor can we suffer shame. 

3 The foolish builders, scribe and priest, 
Reject it with disdain ; 

Yet on this Rock the church shall rest 
And envy rage in vain. 

4 What though the gates of hell withstood? 
Yet must this building rise ; 

'Tis thine own work, almighty God, 
And wondrous in our eyes. 

Isaac Watts. 



669 l. m. 

AND will the great eternal God 
On earth establish his abode? 
And will he, from his radiant throne, 
Accept our temples for his own? 

2 These walls we to thy honor raise ; 
Long may they echo with thy praise : 
And thou, descending, fill the place 
With choicest tokens of thy grace. 

3 Here let the great Redeemer reign, 
With all the graces of his train ; 
While power divine his word attends, 
To conquer foes, and cheer his friends. 

4 And in the great decisive day, 
When God the nations shall survey, 
May it before the world appear 

That crowds were born to glory here. 

Philip Doddridge. 



670 l.m. 

NOT heaven's wide range of hallowed space 
Jehovah's presence can confine ; 
Nor angels' claims restrain his grace, 
Whose glories through creation shine. 

421 



SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 



2 It beamed on Eden's guilty days, 

And traced redemption's wondrous plan ; 
From Calvary, in brightest rays, 
It glowed to guide benighted man. 

3 Its sacred shrine it fixes there, 
Where two or three are met to raise 

Their holy hands in humble prayer, 
Or tune their hearts to grateful praise. 

4 Be this, O Lord, that honored place, 
The house of God, the gate of heaven ; 

And may the fulness of thy grace 
To all who here shall meet be given. 

5 And hence, in spirit, may we soar 

To those bright courts where seraphs bend ; 
With awe like theirs, on earth adore, 
Till with their anthems ours shall blend. 

Unknown. 



671 L.M. 

THIS stone to thee in faith we lay ; 
This temple, Lord, to thee we raise, 
Thine eye be open night and day, 
To guard this house of prayer and praise. 

2 Here, when thy people seek thy face, 
And dying sinners pray to live, 

Hear thou in heaven, thy dwelling-place, 
And when thou hearest, Lord, forgive. 

3 Here, when thy messengers proclaim 
The blessed gospel of thy Son, 

Still, by the power of his great name, 
Be mighty signs and wonders done. 

4 But will, indeed, Jehovah deign 
Here to abide, no transient guest? 

Here will the world's Redeemer reign, 
And here the Holy Spirit rest? 

5 Ne'er let thy glory hence depart ; 

Yet choose not, Lord, this house alone; 
Thy Spirit dwell in every heart, 
In every bosom fix thy throne. 

James Montgomery. 



422 



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672 l. m. 

THE Lord our God alone is strong : 
His hands build not for one brief day ; 
His wondrous works, through ages long. 
His wisdom and his power display. 

2 His mountains lift their solemn forms. 
To watch in silence o'er the land : 

The rolling ocean, rocked with storms. 
Sleeps in the hollow of his hand. • 

3 Beyond the heavens he sits alone. 
The universe obeys his nod : 

The lightning-rifts disclose his throne, 
And thunders voice the name of God. 

4 Thou sovereign God. receive this gift 
Thy willing servants offer thee : 

Accept the prayers that thousands lift. 
And let these halls thy temple be. 

5 And let those learn, who here shall meet, 
True wisdom is with reverence crowned, 

And Science walks with humble feet 
To seek the God that Faith hath found. 

Caleb T. Winchester. 

673 7, 

OX THIS stone, now laid with prayer, 
Let thy church rise, strong and fair ; 
Ever. Lord, thy name be known. 
Where we lay this corner-stone. 

2 Let thy holy Child, who came 
Man from error to reclaim, 
And for sinners to atone. 

Bless, with thee, this corner-stone. 

3 May thy Spirit here give rest 
To the heart by sin oppressed. 
And the seeds of truth be sown, 
Where we lay this corner-stone. 

4 Open wide. O God. thy door 
For the outcast and the poor. 
Who can call no house their own, 
Where we lay this corner-stone. 

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SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 



5 By wise master-builders squared, 
Here be living stones prepared 
For the temple near thy throne, 
Jesus Christ its Corner-stone. 

John Pierpont. 



674 h. m. 

GREAT King of glory, come, 
And with thy favor crown 
This temple as thy home, 
This people as thine own : 
Beneath this roof, O deign to show 
How God can dwell with men below. 

2 Here may thine ears attend 
Our interceding cries, 

And grateful praise ascend, 
Like incense, to the skies : 
Here may thy word melodious sound, 
And spread celestial joys around : 

3 Here may our unborn sons 
And daughters sound thy praise, 

And shine, like polished stones, 
Through long-succeeding days : 
Here, Lord, display thy saving power, 
While temples stand and men adore : 

4 Here may the listening throng 
Receive thy truth in love : 

Here Christians join the song 
Of the redeemed above ; 
Till all, who humbly seek thy face, 
Rejoice in thy abounding grace. 

Benjamin Francis. 

675 S.7. 61. 

CHRIST is made the sure foundation, 
Christ the Head and Corner-stone, 
Chosen of the Lord, and precious, 
Binding all the church in one ; 
Holy Zion's help forever, 
And her confidence alone. 



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2 All that dedicated city, 
Dearly loved of God on high, 

In exultant jubilation 

Pours perpetual melody ; 
God the One in Three adoring 

In glad hymns eternally. 

3 To this temple, where we call thee, 
Come, O Lord of hosts, to-day ; 

With thy wonted loving-kindness, 

Hear thy people as they pray ; 
And thy fullest benediction 

Shed within its walls alway. 

4 Here vouchsafe to all thy servants 
What they ask of thee to gain. 

What they gain from thee forever 

With the blessed to retain, 
And hereafter in thy glory 

Evermore with thee to reign. 

Latin, tr, by John M. Neale. 



676 cm. 

WITHIN thy house, O Lord our God, 
In majesty appear; 
Make this a place of thine abode, 
And shed thy blessings here. 

2 As we thy mercy-seat surround, 
Thy Spirit, Lord, impart, 

And let thy gospel's joyful sound, 
With power reach every heart. 

3 Here let the blind their sight obtain ; 
Here give the mourner rest : 

Let Jesus here triumphant reign, 
Enthroned in every breast. 

4 Here let the voice of sacred joy 
And fervent prayer arise, 

Till higher strains our tongues employ, 
In bHss beyond the skies. 

Unknown. 



425 



SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 



677 CM. 

TEHOVAH, God who dwelt of old 
J In temples made with hands, 
Thy power display, thy truth unfold, 
Where this new temple stands. 

2 Vouchsafe to meet thy children here, 
Nor ever hence depart; 

From sorrow's eye wipe every tear, 
And bless each longing heart. 

3 The rich man's gift, the widow's mite 
Are blended in these walls ; 

These altars welcome all alike 
Who heed God's gracious calls. 

4 From things unholy and unclean 
We separate this place ; 

May naught here ever come between 
This people and thy face. 

5 Now with this house we give to thee 
Ourselves, our hearts, our all, 

The pledge of faith and loyalty, 
Held subject to thy call. 

6 And when at last the blood-washed throng 
Is gathered from all lands, 

We'll enter with triumphant song 
The house not made with hands. 

Lewis R. Amis. 



The Family 

678 cm. 

HAPPY the home when God is there, 
And love fills every breast ; 
When one their wish, and one their prayer, 
And one their heavenly rest. 

2 Happy the home where Jesus' name 

Is sweet to every ear, 
Where children early lisp his fame, 

And parents hold him dear. 

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THE FAMILY 



3 Happy the home where prayer is heard, 
And praise is wont to rise. 

Where parents love the sacred word, 
And live but for the skies. 

4 Lord, let us in our homes agree, 
This blessed peace to gain ; 

Unite our hearts in love to thee, 
And love to all will reign. 

Unknown, 



679 cm. 

LORD, in the morning thou shalt hear 
My voice ascending high : 
To thee will I direct my prayer, 
To thee lift up mine eye : 

2 Up to the hills where Christ is gone, 
To plead for all his saints : 

Presenting, at the Father's throne, 
Our songs and our complaints. 

3 Xow to thy house will I resort, 
To taste thy mercies there ; 

I will frequent thy holy court, 
And worship in thy fear. 

4 O may thy Spirit guide my feet 
In ways of righteousness ; 

Make every path of duty straight 
And plain before my face. 

Isaac Watts. 



680 

AWAKE, my soul, and with the sun 
Thy daily stage of duty run ; 
Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise 
To pay thy morning sacrifice. 

2 Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart, 
And with the angels bear thy part, 
Who all night long unwearied sing 
High praise to the eternal King. 



427 



SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 



3 All praise to thee, who safe hast kept. 
And hast refreshed me while I slept : 
Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake, 
I may of endless life partake. 

4 Lord, I my vows to thee renew : 
Disperse my sins as morning dew : 
Guard my first springs of thought and will, 
And with thyself my spirit fill. 

5 Direct, control, suggest, this day. 
All I design, or do, or say ; 

That all my powers, with all their might, 
In thy sole glory may unite. 

Thomas Ken. 



681 L. M. 

GLORY to thee, my God. this night, 
For all the blessings of the light : 
Keep me, O keep me, King of kings. 
Beneath the shadow of thy wings. 

2 Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son, 
The ill which I this day have done ; 
That with the world, myself, and thee, 
I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. 

3 Teach me to live, that I may dread 
The grave as little as my bed ; 
Teach me to die, that so I may 
Rise glorious at the judgment day. 

4 O let my soul on thee repose, 

And may sweet sleep mine eyelids close ; 
Sleep, which shall me more vigorous make, 
To serve my God, when I awake. 

Thomas Ken. 



682 l. m. 

THUS far the Lord hath led me on, 
Thus far his power prolongs my days, 
And every evening shall make known 
Some fresh memorial of his grace. 



42S 



THE FAMILY 



2 Much of my time has run to waste, 
And I, perhaps, am near my home ; 

. But he forgives my follies past, 

And gives me strength for days to come. 

3 I lay my body down to sleep ; 
Peace is the pillow for my head ; 

While well-appointed angels keep 

Their watchful stations round my bed. 

4 Thus, when the night of death shall come, 
My flesh shall rest beneath the ground. 

And wait thy voice to rouse my tomb. 
With sweet salvation in the sound. 

Isaac Watts. 



683 l. m. 

SUN of my soul, thou Savior dear, 
It is not night if thou be near : 
O may no earth-born cloud arise 
To hide thee from thy servant's eyes. 

2 When the soft dews of kindly sleep 
My wearied eyelids gently steep. 

Be my last thought, how sweet to rest 
Forever on my Savior's breast. 

3 Abide with me from morn till eve, 
For without thee I cannot live ; 
Abide with me when night is nigh, 
For without thee I dare not die. 

4 If some poor wandering child of thine, 
Have spurned, to-day, the voice divine, 
Xow, Lord, the gracious work begin ; 
Let him no more lie down in sin. 

5 Watch by the sick ; enrich the poor 
With blessings from thy boundless store ; 
Be every mourner's sleep to-night, 
Like infant's slumbers, pure and light. 

6 Come near and bless us when we wake, 
Ere through the world our way we take ; 
Till, in the ocean of thy love, 

We lose ourselves in heaven above. 

John Keble. 



429 



SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 



684 s.7. 

SAVIOR, breathe an evening blessing, 
Ere repose our spirits seal ; 
Sin and want we come confessing; 
Thou canst save and thou canst heal. 

2 Though destruction walk around us, 
Though the arrows past us fly, 

Angel-guards from thee surround us ; 
We are safe, if thou art nigh. 

3 Though the night be dark and dreary, 
Darkness cannot hide from thee ; 

Thou art he who, never weary, 
Watchest where thy people be. 

4 Should swift death this night o'ertake us, 
And our couch become our tomb, 

May the morn in heaven awake us, 
Clad in light and deathless bloom. 

James Edmeston, 



685 8. 8. 6. 

I AND my house will serve the Lord : 
But first, obedient to his word 
I must myself appear ; 
By actions, words and tempers, show 
That I my heavenly Master know, 
And serve with heart sincere. 

2 I must the fair example set ; 
From those that on my pleasure wait 

The stumbling-block remove ; 
Their duty by my life explain, 
And still in all my works maintain 

The dignity of love. 

3 Easy to be entreated, mild, 
Quickly appeased and reconciled, 

A follower of my God, 
A saint indeed, I long to be, 
And lead my faithful family 

In the celestial road. 



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THE FAMILY 



4 Lord, if thou didst the wish infuse, 
A vessel fitted for thy use 

Into thy hands receive : 
Work in me both to will and do, 
And show them how believers true, 

And real Christians, live. 

Charles Wesley. 



686 7. 6. D. 

GOD bless our home, and fill it 
With love so pure and bright ! 
May angels guard our dwelling 
Till dawns the morning light : 
Bless thou the toiling father, 

The patient mother bless, 
And lead us on together 
In paths of righteousness. 

2 God bless our home, whose children 
Their nightly prayer repeat, 

Where all bow down together 

Before the mercy-seat ! 
Like holy Eden, make it 

A garden of delight ; 
Lord, grant thy benediction 

Upon our home to-night. 

3 God bless our home ! ordain it 
A type of that above, 

Where perfect peace remaineth, 

Whose only law is love. 
From strife our hearts deliver, 

From malice set us free, 
And make this humble dwelling 

A temple meet for thee. 

4 Alas, for homes where never 
God's sacred book is read, 

Where hope and joy are strangers, 

And children cry for bread ! 
Abide with us forever, 

Dear Lord, a welcome Guest, 
And in thy home receive us 

To everlasting rest. 

Thoro Harris. 



431 



SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 



687 S.M. 

THE day is past and gone, 
The evening shades appear ; 
O may we all remember well 
The night of death draws near. 

2 We lay our garments by, 
Upon our beds to rest ; 

So death will soon disrobe us all 
Of what we've here possessed. 

3 Lord, keep us safe this night, 
Secure from all our fears ; 

May angels guard us while we sleep, 
Till morning light appears. 

4 And when we early rise. 
And view the unwearied sun, 

May we set out to win the prize, 
And after glory run. 

5 And when our days are past, 
And we from time remove, 

O may we in thy bosom rest, 
The bosom of thy love. 

John Leland. 



688 s.m. 

¥E LIFT our hearts to thee, 
O Day-star from on high ! 
The sun itself is but thy shade, 
Yet cheers both earth and sky. 

2 O let thy rising beams 
The night of sin disperse — 

The mists of error and of vice, 
Which shade the universe. 

3 How beauteous nature now! 
How dark and sad before ! 

With joy we view the pleasing change, 
And nature's God adore. 

4 O may no gloomy crime 
Pollute the rising day ; 

Or Jesus' blood, like evening dew, 
Wash all the stains away. 



432 



CHILDREN AND YOUTH 



5 May we this life improve, 

To mourn for errors past, 
And live this short, revolving day 

As if it were our last. 

John Wesley. 



Children and Youth 

689 cm. 

HO S ANN A ! be the children's song, 
To Christ, the children's King ; 
His praise, to whom our souls belong, 
Let all the children sing. 

2 From little ones to Jesus brought, 
Hosannas now be heard ; 

Let little infants now be taught 
To lisp that lovely word. 

3 Hosanna ! sound from hill to hill, 
And spread from plain to plain, 

While louder, sweeter, clearer still, 
Woods echo to the strain. 

4 Hosanna I on the wings of light, 
O'er earth and ocean fly, 

Till morn to eve, and noon to night, 
And heaven to earth, reply. 

5 Hosanna ! then, our song shall be — 
Hosanna to our King ! 

This is the children's jubilee ; 
Let all the children sing. 

James Montgomery. 



690 cm. 

BY COOL Siloam's shady rill, 
How fair the lily grows ! 
How sweet the breath, beneath the hill, 
Of Sharon's dewy rose ! 

2 Lo ! such the child whose early feet 
The paths of peace have trod, 

Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, 
Is upward drawn to God. 



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3 By cool Siloam's shady rill 
The lily must decay ; 

The rose that blooms beneath the hill 
Must shortly fade away. 

4 And soon, too soon, the wintry hour 
Of man's maturer age 

Will shake the soul with sorrow's power 
And stormy passion's rage. 

5 O thou who givest life and breath, 
We seek thy grace alone, 

In childhood, manhood, age and death, 

To keep US Still thine Own. Reginald Heber. 

691 7. 

GENTLE Jesus, meek and mild, 
Look upon a little child ; 
Pity my simplicity ; 
Suffer me to come to thee. 

2 Fain I would to thee be brought ; 
Gracious Lord, forbid it not; 
Give a little child a place 

In the kingdom of thy grace. 

3 Lamb of God, I look to thee, 
Thou shalt my example be ; 
Thou art gentle, meek and mild, 
Thou wast once a little child. 

4 Fain I would be as thou art, 
Give me thy obedient heart ; 
Thou art pitiful and kind, 

Let me have thy loving mind. 

5 Let me, above all, fulfil 

All my heavenly Father's will ; 
Never his good Spirit grieve, 

Only to his glory live. Charles Wesley. 

692 

THOU didst leave thy throne, and thy kingly crown, 
When thou earnest to earth for me ; 
But in Bethlehem's home there was found no room, 
For thy holy nativity. 



434 



CHILDREN AND YOUTH 



Chorus 

O come to my heart, Lord Jesus, 

There is room in my heart for thee ; 

O come to my heart, Lord Jesus, come ! 
There is room in my heart for thee. 

2 Heaven's arches rang when the angels sang 
Of thy birth and thy royal degree ; 

But in lowly birth didst thou come to earth. 
And in greatest humility. 

3 Foxes found their rest, and the birds had their 



In the shade of the cedar tree : 
But thy couch was the sod, O thou son of God, 
In the deserts of Galilee. 

4 Thou earnest. O Lord, with thy living Word. 
That should set thy people free : 

But with mocking and scorn and with crown of 
thorn, 

Did they bear thee to Calvary. 

5 Heaven's arches shall ring, and its choirs shall sing. 
At thy coming to victory, 

Thou wilt call me home, saying. "Yet there is room. 
There is room at my side for thee." 

Emily S. Elliott. 



O Much we need thy tender care ; 
In thy pleasant pastures feed us, 
For our use thy folds prepare : 

Blessed Jesus, blessed Jesus ! 
Thou hast bought us, thine we are. 

2 We are thine, do thou befriend us, 
Be the guardian of our way ; 

Keep thy flock, from sin defend us, 
Seek us when we go astray : 

Blessed Jesus, blessed Jesus ! 
Hear, O hear us. when we pray. 



nests, 



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8. 7. D. 



435 



SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 



3 Thou hast promised to receive us, 
Poor and sinful though we be ; 

Thou hast mercy to relieve us, 

Grace to cleanse, and power to free : 

Blessed Jesus, blessed Jesus! 
We will early turn to thee. 

4 Early let us seek thy favor, 
Early let us do thy will ; 

Blessed Lord, our only Savior, 
With thy love our bosoms fill : 

Blessed Jesus, blessed Jesus ! 
Thou hast loved us, love us still. 

Dorothy A. Thn 



694 h 

HUSHED was the evening hymn, 
The temple courts were dark, 
The lamp was burning dim, 

Before the sacred ark, 
When suddenly a voice divine 
Rang through the silence of the shrine. 

2 The old man. meek and mild, 
The priest of Israel, slept ; 

His watch the temple-child, 

The little Levite, kept ; 
And what from Eli's sense was sealed, 
The Lord to Hannah's son revealed. 

3 O give me Samuel's ear, 
The open ear, O Lord, 

Alive and quick to hear 

Each whisper of thy word ! 
Like him to answer at thy call, 
And to obey thee first of all. 

4 O give me Samuel's heart, 
A lowly heart, that waits 

Where in thy house thou art, 

Or watches at thy gates ! 
By day and night, a heart that still 
Moves at the breathing of thy will. 



438 



CHILDREN AND YOUTH 



5 O give me Samuel's mind, 

A sweet, unmurmuring faith, 
Obedient and resigned 

To thee in life and death ! 
That I may read with childlike eyes. 
Truths that are hidden from the wise. 

James D. Burns, 



695 l. m. ( 

COME, Father, Son and Holy Ghost, 
To whom we for our children cry, 
The good desired and wanted most, 

Out of thy richest grace supply ; 
The sacred discipline be given, 
To train and bring them up for heaven. 



2 Error and ignorance remove, 

Their blindness, both of heart and mind ; 
Give them the wisdom from above, 

Spotless and peaceable and kind ; 
In knowledge pure their minds renew, 
And store with thoughts divinely true. 

3 Unite the pair so long disjoined — 
Knowledge and vital piety : 

Learning and holiness combined, 

And truth and love, let all men see 
In those whom up to thee we give, 
Thine, wholly thine, to die and live. 

Charles Wesley. 



696 

SAVIOR, while my heart is tender, 
I would yield that heart to thee ; 
All my powers to thee surrender, 
Thine and only thine to be. 

2 Take me now, Lord Jesus, take me ; 

Let my youthful heart be thine ; 
Thy devoted servant make me ; 

Fill my soul with love divine. 



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SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 



3 Send nie, Lord, where thou wilt send me, 
Only do thou guide my way ; 

May thy grace through life attend me, 
Gladly then shall I obey. 

4 Let me do thy will or bear it, 
I will know no will but thine ; 

Shouldst thou take my life, or spare it, 
I that life to thee resign. 

5 May this solemn dedication 
Never once forgotten lie ; 

Let it know no revocation, 

Published and confirmed on high. 

6 Thine I am, O Lord, forever, 
To thy service set apart ; 

Suffer me to leave thee never ; 
Seal thine image on my heart. 

John Burton. 



Charities and Reforms 

697 c. m. 

WHO is thy neighbor? He whom thou 
Hast power to aid or bless, 
Whose aching heart or burning brow 
Thy soothing hand may press. 

2 Thy neighbor? 'Tis the fainting poor, 
Whose eye with want is dim ; 

O enter thou his humble door, 
With aid and peace for him. 

3 Thy neighbor? He who drinks the cup 
When sorrow drowns the brim ; 

With words of high, sustaining hope, 
Go thou and comfort him. 

4 Thy neighbor? Pass no mourner by; 
Perhaps thou canst redeem 

A breaking heart from misery; 
Go, share thy lot with him. 

William Cutter, alt. by William B, 0. Peabody. 
438 



CHARITIES AND REFORMS 



698 C. M. 

OFOR a soul aglow with love, 
With love for God and man, 
Rejoicing every passing day 
To follow God's own plan ! 

2 A soul so large that all mankind 
Can be embraced therein, 

The high, the low, the good, the bad, 
Be counted all akin ; 

3 A soul so great that God alone 
Can actuate its will, 

That every pulse shall beat for him, 
His purpose to fulfil ; 

4 A soul that loves his fellow man, 
Xo matter what his creed, 

That follows out the Golden Rule, 
In thought and word and deed. 

5 Lord, give us each a soul like this, 
To live and work for thee, 

And do our best to elevate 

Entire humanity. William J. Kirkpatrick. 

Copyright, 1900, by Wm. J. Kirkpatrick. 

699 s.7. 

HEAYEX is here, where hymns of gladness 
Cheer the toiler's rugged way. 
In this world where clouds of sadness 
Often change to night our day. 

2 Heaven is here, where misery lightened 
Of its heavy load is seen, 

Where the face of sorrow brightened, 
By the deed of love hath been ; 

3 Where the sad, the poor, despairing, 
Are uplifted, cheered and blest, 

Where in others' labors sharing, 
We can find our surest rest ; 

4 Where we heed the voice of duty, 
Tread the path that Jesus trod — 

This is heaven, its peace, its beauty, 
Radiant with the love of God. 

John Quincy Adams. 

439 



SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 



700 < >r. 

MOt'RN for the thousands slain. 
The youthful and the strong ! 
Mourn for the wine-cup's fearful reign. 
And the deluded throng ! 

2 Mourn for the tarnished gem ! 
For reason's light divine. 

Quenched from the soul's bright diadem. 
Where God had bid it shine. 

3 Mourn for the ruined soul ! 
Eternal life and light 

Lost by the fiery maddening bowl. 
And turned to hopeless night. 

4 Mourn for the lost ! but call. 
Call to the strong, the free : 

Rouse them to shun that dreadful fall, 
And to the refuge flee. 

o Mourn for the lost ! but pray. 

Pray to our God above 
To break the fell destroyer's sway. 

And show his saving love. 

Set"- C. Bra:e. 



701 p. m. 

IX THE love that knows no waning, in the blessed- 
ness of peace. 
The white winged dove of mercy spreads her pinions' 
o'er the seas. 

And dauntless hope advancing throws her banner to 
the breeze, 

For God is marching on. 

Chobus 

Glory, glory, hallelujah ! 
Our God is marching on. 

2 Oh. by the widows' groaning and the orphans* 
bitter tear, 

And the tide of desolation that blighteth everywhere, 
In the name of God we stand as one. a mighty league 
of prayer. 

For God is marching on. 

440 



NATIONAL OCCASIONS 



3 We bring no hatred in our souls, no fetters in our 

hands, 

But in the all-resistless power that only love com- 
mands, 

We lift our eyes and wait to see what faith in God 
demands. 

For God is marching on. 

4 In vain the spoiler hand in hand in proud defiance 

calls. 

We answer back his hate with peace and march 

around his walls, 
Till at the trumpet blast of God the mighty fortress 

falls, 

For God is marching on. 

5 Then shout the tidings glorious — a glad and tireless 

band, 

A league of faith to sweep away intemperance from 
the laud, 

As the thunders of our legions roll back from strand 
to strand, 

For God is marching on. 

F. Bottome. 



National Occasions 

702 6.4. 

THE God of harvest praise ; 
In loud thanksgiving raise 
Hand, heart and voice ; 
The valleys laugh and sing, 
Forests and mountains ring, 
The plains their tribute bring, 
The streams rejoice. 

2 Yea, bless his holy name, 
And joyful thanks proclaim 

Through ail the earth ; 
To glory in your lot 
Is duty : but let not 
God's goodness be forgot, 

Amid your mirth. 

441 



SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 

3 The God of harvest praise : 
Hands, hearts and voices, raise, 

Yrith one accord ; 
From field to garner throng, 
Bearing your sheaves along, 
And in your harvest song 

BleSS ye the Lord. James Montgomery. 

703 p.m. 

MINE eves have seen the glory of the coming of the 
Lord : 

He is trampling out the vintage, where the grapes of 

wrath are stored ; 
He hath loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible 

swift sword : 

His truth is marching on. 

Chorus 

Glory, glory, hallelujah ! 
Glory, glory, hallelujah ! 
Glory, glory, hallelujah ! 
His truth is marching on. 

2 1 have seen him in the watchfires of a hundred 

circling camps ; 
They have builded him an altar in the evening dews 
and damps ; 

I can read his righteous sentence by the dim and 
flaring lamps ; 

His truth is marching on. 

3 He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never 

call retreat ; 

He is sifting out the hearts of men before his judg- 
ment seat ; 

Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer him ! be jubilant, 
my feet ! 

Our God is marching on. 

4 In the beauty of the lilies, Christ was born across 

the sea ; 

With a glory in his bosom that transfigures you and 
me : 

As he died to make men holy, let us die to make men 
free ; 

While God is marching on. 

Julia Ward Howe. 

442 



NATIONAL OCCASIONS 



704 7. 6. D. 

E PLOW the fields and scatter 
The good seed on the land, 
But it is fed and watered 

By God's almighty hand ; 
He sends the snow in winter, 

The warmth to swell the grain, 
The breezes and the sunshine, 
And soft refreshing rain. 

Chorus 

All good gifts around us 

Are sent from heaven above ; 
Then thank the Lord, O thank the Lord 

For all his love ! 

2 He only is the Maker 

Of all things near and far ; 
He paints the wayside flower ; 

He lights the evening star : 
The winds and waves obey him ; 

By him the birds are fed ; 
Much more to us, his children, 

He gives our daily bread. 

3 We thank thee, then, O Father, 
For all things bright and good, 

The seed-time and the harvest, 

Our life, our health, our food : 
No gifts have we to offer 

For all thy love imparts, 
But that which thou desirest, 

Our humble, thankful hearts. 

Matthias Claudius, tr. by Jane M. Campbell. 



705 s.7. 

DEEAD Jehovah ! God of nations ! 
From thy temple in the skies, 
Hear thy people's supplications ; 
Now for their deliverance rise. 

2 Lo ! with deep contrition turning, 

In thy holy place we bend ; 
Hear us 1 , fasting, praying, mourning ; 

Hear us, spare us, and defend. 



443 



SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 



3 Though our sins, our hearts confounding, 
Long and loud for vengeance call. 

Thou hast mercy more abounding; 
Jesus' blood can cleanse them all. 

4 Let that mercy veil transgression : 
Let that blood our guilt efface : 

Save thy people from oppression. 
Save from spoil thy holy place. 

Thomas Cotterill. 

706 l. m. 

ETERNAL Source of every joy. 
Well may thy praise our lips employ, 
While in thy temple we appear. 
Whose goodness crowns the circling year. 

2 The flowery spring, at thy command, 
Embalms the air, and paints the laud ; 
The summer rays with vigor shine. 

To raise the corn, and cheer the vine. 

3 Thy hand, in autumn, richly pours 
Through all our coasts redundant stores, 
And winters, softened by thy care, 

No more a face of horror wear. 

4 Seasons and months, and weeks and days, 
Demand successive songs of praise ; 

Still be the cheerful homage paid. 
With opening light and evening shade. 

5 O may our more harmonious tongue 
In worlds unknown pursue the song ; 
And in those brighter courts adore. 
Where days and years revolve no more ! 

Philip Doddridge, 

707 6.4. 

MY COUNTRY, 'tis of thee, 
Sweet land of liberty, 
Of thee I sing : 
Land where my fathers died, 
Land of the pilgrim's pride, 
From every mountain side 
Let freedom ring. 



444 



NATIONAL OCCASIONS 



2 My native country, thee, 
Land of the noble free, 

Thy name I love ; 
I love thy rocks and rills, 
Thy woods and templed hills; 
My heart with rapture thrills, 

Like that above. 

3 Let music swell the breeze, 
And ring from all the trees 

Sweet freedom's song ; 
Let mortal tongues awake ; 
Let all that breathe partake; 
Let rocks their silence break, 

The sound prolong. 

4 Our fathers' God, to thee, 
Author of liberty, 

To thee we sing ; 
Long may our land be bright 
With freedom's holy light ; 
Protect us by thy might, 

Great God, our King. 

Samuel F. Smith. 



708 p.m. 

GOD, the All-Terrible ! thou who ordainest 
Thunder thy clarion, and lightning thy sword; 
Show forth thy pity on high where thou reignest ; 
Give to us peace in our time, O Lord. 

2 God, the Omnipotent ! mighty Avenger, 
Watching invisible, judging unheard ; 

Save us in mercy, O save us from danger ; 
Give to us peace in our time, O Lord. 

3 God, the All-Merciful ! earth hath forsaken 
Thy ways all holy, and slighted thy word ; 

Let not thy wrath in its terror awaken ; 
Give to us pardon and peace. O Lord. 

4 So will thy people, with thankful devotion, 
Praise him who saved them from peril and sword, 

Shouting in chorus from ocean to ocean, 
Peace to the nations, and praise to the Lord. 

Henry F. Chorley. 



445 



OCCASIONAL PIECES, CHAXTS, DOXOLOGIES 



709 e. 4. 

GOD bless our native land : 
Firm may she ever stand, 
Through storm and night : 
When the wild tempests rave, 
Ruler of wind and wave, 
Do thou our country save 
By thy great might ! 

2 For her our prayer shall rise 
To God, above the skies ; 

On him we wait : 
Thou who art ever nigh, 
Guarding with watchful eye. 
To thee aloud we cry. 

God save the State ! 

Charles T. Brooks and John S. Dwight. 



Occasional Pieces, Chants, Doxologies 



Occasional Pieces 

710 p. : 

DAY is dying in the west, 
Heaven is touching earth with rest ; 
"Wait and worship while the night 
Sets her evening lamps alight 
Through all the sky. 

Chorus 

Holy, holy, holy, Lord God of hosts ! 
Heaven and earth are full of thee. 
Heaven and earth are praising thee, 
O Lord most high. 

2 Lord of life, beneath the dome 
Of the universe, thy home, 
Gather us who seek thy face 
To the fold of thy embrace, 
For thou art nigh. 



446 



OCCASIONAL PIECES 



3 While the deepening shadows fall, 
Heart of love, enfolding all, 
Through the glory and the grace 

Of the stars that veil thy face 
Our hearts ascend. 

4 When, forever from our sight 
Pass the stars, the day, the night, 
Lord of angels, on our eyes 

Let eternal morning rise, 
And shadows end. 

Mary A. Lathbury. 

711 l. M. 

LORD, from far-severed climes we come 
To meet at last in thee, our home : 
Thou, who hast been our guide and guard, 
Be still our hope, our rich reward. 

2 Defend us, Lord, from every ill ; 
Strengthen our hearts to do thy will ; 
In all we plan, and all we do, 

Still keep us to thy service true. 

3 O let us hear the inspiring word 
Which they of old at Horeb heard ; 
Breathe to our hearts the high command, 
"Go onward and possess the land !" 

4 Thou who art light, shine on each soul ; 
Thou who art truth, each mind control ; 
Open our eyes and make us see 

The path which leads to heaven, and thee. 

John Hay. 



712 7. 6. D. 

THE voice that breathed o'er Eden, 
That earliest wedding day, 
The primal marriage blessing 

It hath not passed away : 
Still in the pure espousal 

Of Christian man and maid 
The Holy Three are with us, 
The three-fold grace is said. 

447 



OCCASIONAL PIECES, CHANTS, DOXOLOGIES 



2 Be present, gracious Father, 
To give away this bride, 

As Eve thou gav'st to Adam 

Out of his own pierced side : 
Be present, Son of Mary, 

To join their loving hands, 
As thou didst bind two natures 

In thine eternal bands : 

3 Be present, holiest Spirit, 
To bless them as they kneel, 

As thou, for Christ the Bridegroom, 

The heavenly spouse dost seal ; 
O spread thy pure wing o'er them ; 

Let no ill power find place, 
While onward to thy presence 

Their hallowed path they trace. John Kebie. 

713 L.M.D. 

GOD of the past, accept our praise 
For treasures of remembered days, 
Wherein this grateful church can trace 
The light and comfort of thy grace : 
For saints whose words thy flock have fed, 
For warriors who thy host have led 
To battle with the Spirit's word — 
For these accept our praise, O Lord. 

2 God of the present, thee alone 
Our Savior and our King we own : 
Grant us with open eyes to see 
How rich in love thy church may be ; 
Touch heart and tongue with heavenly fire ; 
To holier service now inspire ; 

O consecrate anew, we pray, 
And make us one in thee to-day. 

3 God of the future, in whose sight 
The ages are as day and night, 
Make thou our church a light indeed 
For coming stress of doubt or need ; 
Feed with thy quickening oil the flame, 
That we may find a place and name 
In the celestial temple, when 

Thou rulest in the hearts of men. 



448 



OCCASIONAL PIECES 



4 God of eternal life, whose power 

Upholds us in our little hour, 

Before thee centuries come and go, 

As fleet, as frail as winter snow : 

Draw us this day from earth aside, 

To learn the things that shall abide ; 

Then lead us back to toil, that we 

May win earth's kingdoms, Lord, for thee. 

Ellen H. Butler. 
714 10. 10. 11. 11. 

THE Lord is our King, exulting we cry : 
The Lord is our King, he reigneth on high : 
With all his creation unceasing we raise 
Our hearts' adoration in anthems of praise. 

2 The Lord is our King, omnipotent One ! 
His praises we sing who great things hath done ; 
His blessing attends us wherever we go : 
His power defends us from peril and woe. 

8 "The Lord is our King," the seraphim cry ; 
"The Lord is our King." we make glad reply : 
While angels adore him hosannas we sing ; 
We worship before him, our Maker and King. 

4 The Lord is our King ; through Jesus his Son 

Our trophies we bring for all he hath done : 

In sweetest evangels we gratefully sing, 

With saints and with angels, the Lord is our King. 

Thoro Harris. 

715 L. M. D. 

0GOD, thou Potentate of all, 
Upon thy fiat we would call, 
And pray that as the die is cast 
Thy grace may guide us to the last ! 
Grant us a race of stalwart men 
To lead in public life again, 
Prophetic, noble, grand in dower — 
Such, Lord, exalt to thrones of power. 

2 Put far from each the selfish aim, 
The lure of spoils, the zest of fame ; 
With single heart and honest hand 
May they bear rule throughout the land : 

449 



OCCASIONAL PIECES, CHANTS, DOXOLOGIES 



The shews of state, the sport of kings, 
May they account but paltry things, 
And dedicate their years and days 
To thy vast sovereignty and praise. 

3 In all their councils and their laws, 
rmnoved by scorn or vain applause, 
May they seek daily to fulfil 
The purpose of thy perfect will ; 
And thus, as changing cycles run, 
And eras pass from sun to sun, 
May righteousness gird all our frame, 
And generations bless thy name ! 

Anna R. B. Lindsay. 

716 6.5.D. 

CHRISTIAN, dost thou see them 
On the holy ground, 
How the powers of evil 

Rage thy steps around? 
Christian, up and smite them, 

Counting gain but loss ; 
Smite them by the merit 
Of the holy cross. 

2 Christian, dost thou feel them, 
Pressing thee to sin? 

Striving, tempting, luring, 

Seeking thee to win? 
Christian, never tremble, 

Never be downcast ; 
Gird thee for the battle. 

Watch and pray and fast. 

3 Christian, dost thou hear them, 
How they speak thee fair? 

"Always fast and vigil? 

Always watch and prayer?" 
Christian, answer boldly: 

"While I breathe I pray !" 
Peace shall follow battle, 

Night shall end in day. 

4 "Well I know thy trouble, 

my servant true ; 
Thou art very weary, 

1 was weary, too ; 

450 



OCCASIONAL PIECES 



But that toil shall make thee 

Some day all mine own, 
And the end of sorrow 

Shall be near my throne." 

Andrew of Crete, tr. by John M. Neale. 



717 



L. M. 

(Before Eating) 

BE PRESENT at our table, Lord; 
Be here and everywhere adored ; 
These creatures bless, and grant that we 
May feast in paradise with thee. 

John Cennick, 

718 6.4. 

OHOLY Lord, our God, 
By heavenly hosts adored, 
Hear us, we pray ! 
To thee, the cherubim, 
Angels and seraphim 
Lnceasing praises bring, 
Their homage pay. 

2 Here give thy word success, 
And this thy servant bless, 

His labors own; 
And, while the sinner's friend 
His life and words commend, 
Thy Holy Spirit send, 

And make him known. 

3 May every passing year 
More happy still appear 

Than this glad day ; 
With numbers fill the place ; 
Adorn thy saints with grace; 
Thy truth may all embrace, 

O Lord, we pray. 

4 O Lord, our God, arise, 
And now, before our eyes, 

Thy arm make bare ! 
Lnite our hearts in love, 
Till, raised to heaven above, 
We all its fulness prove, 

And praise thee there. j. Young. 

451 



OCCASIONAL PIECES, CHANTS, DOXOLOGIES 



719 L.M. 

(After Eating) 

WE THANK thee, Lord, for this our food, 
But more because of Jesus' blood ; 
Let manna to our souls be given. 
The bread of life sent down from heaven. 

John Cennick, alt. 



720 p.m. 

I HEAR my dying Savior say, 
Follow me, come, follow me ; 
His voice is calling all the day, 
Follow me, come, follow me : 
For thee I tread the bitter way, 
For thee I give my life away, 
And drink the gall thy debt to pay, 
Follow me, come, follow me. 

2 Though thou hast sinned. I'll pardon thee, 
Follow me, come, follow me : 

From inbred sin I'll set thee free, 

Follow me, come, follow me ; 
In all thy changing life I'll be 
Thy God, and guide o'er land and sea, 
Thy bliss through all eternity. 

Follow me, come, follow me. 

3 Come, cast upon me all thy cares, 
Follow me, come, follow me : 

Thy heavy load my arm upbears, 

Follow me, come, follow me ; 
Lean on my breast, dismiss thy fears 
And trust me through the future years ; 
My hand shall wipe away thy tears, 

Follow me, come, follow me. 

4 Dear Lord, I yield to all thy will, 
I'll follow thee, yes, follow thee ; 

O bid my struggling soul be still, 
I'll follow thee, yes, follow thee ; 

Come, cleanse, and with thy Spirit fill, 

And keep me safe from every ill, 

And all thy word in me fulfil ; 

I'll follow thee, yes, follow thee. unknown. 



452 



OCCASIONAL PIECES 



721 8.8.7. 

DARKLY rose the guilty morning 
When, the King of glory scorning, 
Raged the fierce Jerusalem : 
See the Christ, his cross uplifting, 
See him stricken, spit on, wearing 
The thorn-plaited diadem ! 

2 Not the crowd whose cries assailed him, 
Nor the hands that rudely nailed him, 

Slew him on the cursed tree : 
Ours the sin from heaven that called him, 
Ours the sin whose burden galled him 

In the sad Gethsemane. 

3 For our sins, of glory emptied, 
He was fasting, lone, and tempted, 

He was slain on Calvary ; 
Yet he for his murderers pleaded : 
Lord, by us that prayer is needed, 

We have pierced, yet trust in thee ; 

4 In our wealth and tribulation, 
By thy precious cross and passion, 

By thy blood and agony, 
By thy glorious resurrection, 
By the Holy Ghost's protection, 

Make us thine eternally. 

Unknown. 



722 c. m. 

HOW are thy servants blest, O Lord ! 
How sure is their defense ! 
Eternal Wisdom is their guide, 
Their help, Omnipotence. 

2 In foreign realms, and lands remote, 
Supported by thy care, 

Through burning climes they pass unhurt, 
And breathe in tainted air. 

3 When by the dreadful tempest borne 
High on the broken wave, 

They know thou are not slow to hear, 
Nor impotent to save. 



453 



OCCASIONAL PIECES. CHANTS, DOXOLOGIES 



4 The storm is laid, the winds retire, 
Obedient to thy will : 

The sea, that roars at thy command, 
At thy command is still. 

5 In midst of dangers, fears and deaths, 
Thy goodness we adore ; 

We praise thee for thy mercies past, 
And humbly hope for more. 

6 Our life, while thou preservest life, 
A sacrifice shall be ; 

And death, when death shall be our lot, 
Shall join our souls to thee. 

Joseph Addison. 



723 ii. 

OI T R Father in heaven, Creator of all, 
O Source of all wisdom, on thee would we call ; 
Thou only canst teach us, and show us our need, 
And give to thy children true knowledge indeed. 

2 But vain our instruction and blind must we be, 
Unless with our learning be knowledge of thee : 
Then pour forth thy Spirit, and open our eyes. 
And fill with the knowledge that only makes wise. 

3 From pride and presumption, O Lord, keep us free, 
And make our hearts humble, and loyal to thee ; 
That living or dying, in thee we may rest, 

And prove to the scornful, thy statutes are best. 

4 Our fair Alma Mater. O strengthen her days 
To send forth forever true sons to her praise ; 
O widen her borders, extend her fair fame, 
And let all the glory redound to thy name. 

Thomas Wistar. 

724 c. m. 

''"PIS thine alone, almighty name, 

1 To raise the dead to life, 
The lost inebriate to reclaim 
From passion's fearful strife. 

454 



OCCASIONAL PIECES 



2 What ruin hath intemperance wrought ! 
How widely roll its waves ! 

How many myriads hath it brought 
To fill dishonored graves 1 

3 And see. O Lord, what numbers still 
Are maddened by the bowl. 

Led captive at the tyrant's will 
In bondage, heart and soul. 

4 Stretch forth thy hand, O God, our King, 
And break the galling chain ; 

Deliverance to the captive bring, 
And end the usurper's reign. 

5 The cause of temperance is thine own ; 
Our plans and efforts bless ; 

We trust, O Lord, in thee alone 
To crown them with success. 

Edwin F. Hatlieid. 



725 6.4. 

JEHOVAH, God of love, 
Shine from thy throne above 
With power divine ; 
Reveal thy glorious face ; 
Pour forth thy heavenly grace 
On Israel's scattered race, 
And make them thine. 

2 Jesus, thou Lamb of God, 
Who bought them with thy blood, 

Thy power extend ; 
Bow down thy gracious ear ; 
To Israel's sons draw near, 
Oh, put them in thy fear, 

Be thou their friend. 

3 Spirit of truth, arise, 
Make Israel truly wise, 

Of Jesus tell ; 
Shed forth thy glorious ray, 
Point thou to Christ — the way, 
His love and power display 

To Israel. 



455 



OCCASIONAL PIECES, CHANTS, DOXOLOGIES 



4 All-glorious Trinity, 
Eternal Majesty, 

On Israel shine ; 
Thy chosen people bless, 
Be thou their righteousness, 
With love and tenderness 

Visit thy vine. 

Unknown, 



Chants 

726 

GLORY be to the Father, and to the Son, and to the 
Holy Ghost ; 

As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, 
world without end. Amen, Amen. 



727 

ONE sweetly solemn thought 
Comes to me o'er and o'er : 
I'm nearer my home to-day 

Than I ever have been before ; 

2 Nearer my Father's house, 
Where the many mansions be ; 

Nearer the great white throne, 
Nearer the crystal sea ; 

3 Nearer the bound of life, 
Where we lay our burdens down ; 

Nearer leaving the cross, 
Nearer gaining the crown. 

4 But the waves of that silent sea 
Roll dark before my sight, 

That brightly the other side 
Break on a shore of light. 

5 Oh, if my mortal feet 

Have almost gained the brink, 
If it be I am nearer home 
Even to-day than I think, 

456 



CHANTS 



6 Father, perfect my trust. 

Let my spirit feel in death, 
That her feet are firmly set 

On the Rock of a living faith. Amen. 

Phcebe Gary. 

728 

(Psalm 103:1-4, 20-22) 

BLESS the Lord. O my soul : and all that is within 
me. bless his holy name. 

2 Bless the Lord. O my soul, and forget not all his 

benefits : 

3 Who forgiveth all thine iniquities : who healeth 

all thy diseases ; 

4 Who redeemeth thy life from destruction : who 

crowneth thee with loving kindness and tender 
mercies ; 

5 Bless the Lord, ye his angels, that excel in strength, 

that do his commandments, hearkening unto the 
voice of his word. 

6 Bless ye the Lord, all ye his hosts ; ye ministers of 

his, that do his pleasure. 

7 Bless the Lord, all his works in all places of his 

dominion : 

S Bless the Lord, O my soul; bless the Lord. O my 
soul. Amen. 

729 

(Psalm 23) 

'JpHE Lord is my shepherd : I shall not want. 

2 He maketh me to lie down in green pastures : he 

leadeth me beside the still waters. 

3 He restoreth my soul : he leadeth me in the paths 

of righteousness for his name's sake. 

4 Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shad- 

ow of death. I will fear no evil : for thou art with 
me, thy rod and thy staff they comfort me. 

457 



OCCASIONAL PIECES, CHANTS, DOXOLOGIES 



5 Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of 

mine enemies : thou anointest my head with oil ; 
my cup runneth over. 

6 Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the 

days of my life : and I will dwell in the house of 
the Lord forever. Amen. 



730 

ITH tearful eyes I look around ; 
Life seems a dark and stormy sea ; 
Yet 'midst the gloom I hear a sound, 
A heavenly whisper, Come to me. 

2 It tells me of a place of rest, 

It tells me where my soul may flee ; 
Oh, to the weary, faint, oppressed, 
How sweet the bidding, Come to me ! 

3 When nature shudders, loath to part 
From all I love, enjoy and see, 

When a faint chill steals o'er my heart, 
A sweet voice utters, Come to me. 

4 Come, for all else must fail and die, 
Earth is no resting-place for thee ; 

Heavenward direct thy weeping eye ; 
I am thy portion ; come to me. 

5 O voice of mercy, voice of love ! 
In conflict, grief and agony, 

Support me, cheer me from above, 
And gently whisper, Come to me. Amen. 

Charlotte Elliott. 



731 

BEYOND the smiling and the weeping 
I shall be soon ; 
Beyond the waking and the sleeping, 
Beyond the sowing and the reaping, 

I shall be soon. 
Love, rest and home ! Sweet home ! 
Lord, tarry not, but come. 

458 



CHANTS 



2 Beyond the blooming and the fading 

I shall be soon ; 
Beyond the shining and the shading, 
Beyond the hoping and the dreading, 

I shall be soon ; 
Love, rest and home ! Sweet home ! 

Lord, tarry not, but come. 

3 Beyond the parting and the meeting 

I shall be soon; 
Beyond the farewell and the greeting, 
Beyond the pulse's fever beating, 

I shall be soon ; 
Love, rest and home ! Sweet home ! 

Lord, tarry not, but come. 

4 Beyond the frost-chain and the fever 

I shall be soon ; 
Beyond the rock-waste and the river, 
Beyond the ever and the never, 

I shall be soon. 
Love, rest and home ! Sweet home ! 

Lord, tarry not, but come. Amen. 

Horatius Bonar, 



732 

FROM the recesses of a lowly spirit 
Our humble prayer ascends. O Father ! hear it ; 
Borne on the trembling wings of fear and meekness, 
Forgive its weakness. 

2 We know, we feel, how mean and how unworthy 
The lowly sacrifice we pour before thee ; 

What can we offer thee, O thou most holy ! 
But sin and folly? 

3 Lord, in thy sight, who every bosom vie west, 
Cold in our warmest vows, and vain our truest ; 
Thoughts of a hurrying hour — our lips repeat them — 

Our hearts forget them. 

4 We see thy hand — it leads us, it supports us : 
We hear thy voice — it counsels and it courts us : 
And then we turn away ! yet still thy kindness 

Forgives our blindness. 

459 



OCCASIONAL PIECES, CHANTS, DOXOLOGIES 



5 Who can resist thy gentle call, appealing 

To every generous thought and grateful feeling? 
Oh, who can hear the accents of thy mercy. 
And never love thee? 

6 Kind Benefactor ! plant within this bosom 
The seeds of holiness, and let them blossom 
In fragrance, and in beauty bright and vernal, 

And spring eternal. 

7 Then place them in those everlasting gardens 
Where angels walk, and seraphs are the wardens : 
Where every flower, brought safe through death's 

dark portal, 

Becomes immortal. Amen. 

John Bowring. 

733 

(Matt. 6:9-13) 

OUK Father which art in heaven, Hallowed be thy 
name. 

Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done in earth, as it 
is in heaven. 

2 Give us this day our daily bread. 

And forgive us our debts, as we forgive our debtors. 

3 And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us 

from evil : 

For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the 
glory, forever. Amen. 

Doxologies 

734 l.m. 

PRAISE God, from whom all blessings flow; 
Praise him, ail creatures here below : 
Praise him above, ye heavenly host ; 
Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost. 

Thomas Ken. 

735 l. m. 

PRAISE God, from whom all blessings flow; 
Praise him, all creatures here below ; 
Praise him above, ye heavenly host : 
Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost. 

Thomas Ken. 



460 



DOXOLOGIES 



736 CM. 

TO FATHER. Son and Holy Ghost,. 
Who sweetly all agree 
To save a world of sinners lost, 
Eternal glory be. 

Tate and Brady. 



737 



TO GOD, the Father, Son, 
And Spirit, One in Three, 
Be glory, as it was, is now, 
And shall forever be. 



S. M. 



John Wesley. 



738 7. 

SIXG we to our God above, 
Praise eternal as his love ; 
Praise him, all ye heavenly host — 
Father, Son and Holy Ghost. 

Charles Wesley. 



461 



Jivst Xines of Stansas 



Hymn 
A beam from he 
A charge to keep 
A cloud of witne 
A faith that doth 
A faith that kee 
A faith that shin 
A few more stor 
A few more stru 
A few more year 
A glance of thin 
A glorious band 
A goodly formal 
A guilty, weak a 
A hand almighty 
A heart in every 
A heart resigned 
A heart with gri 
A holy quiet reig 
A land of corn a 
A little child, th 
A little while fo 
A little while th 
A little while to 
A mighty fortres 
A noble army, m 
A rest where all 
A sacred spring 
A second look he 
A soul so great t 
A soul so large t 
A soul that loves 
A stranger in th 
A table thou has 
A thousand ages 
A thousand may 
A thousand orac 
A trusting heart 
A wonderful Sa? 
Abide with me! 
Abide with me f 
Accept. God of 
According to th 
Admit him. ere 
Afflictions, tho' 
Agonizing in the 
Ah! leave us not 
Ah. Lord Jesus 
Ah! show me tha 
Ah ! whither con 
Ah ! whither sho 
Alas! and did m 
Alas, for homes 



No. 



275 
474 
474 

569 
560 
569 
9 

414 

262 
240 
521 



15 
106 
106 
106 
422 
414 
S4S 
13 S 
Lt>o 

698 
69S 
698 
629 
440 
575 
515 
47 
21 
531 
4S4 
6 S3 
24 
166 
1S6 



300 
466 



161 
6S6 



Hymn 
Alas! I knew no 
All for Jesus, all 
All-glorious Tri 
Ail glory to God 
All glory to Jesu 
All hail the pow 
All my disease. 
All my life long 
All nature sings 
All nature sink a 
All needful grac 
All our works in 
All praise to our 
All praise to the 
All praise to the 
All scenes alike 
All that dedicat 
All the day long 
All the struggle 
All the tokens of 
All things are po 
All things are re 
All this for us t 
Almighty God! d 
Almighty God. t 
Almighty Maker 
Almost persuade 
Although, like L 
Although the vin 
Amazing grace 
Am I a soldier o 
Among the saint 
An answer from 
Ancient of Days 
And are we yet a 
And can it be th 
And can I yet de 
And did my Lor 
And duly shall a 
And hence, in sp 
And I have brou 
And in the great 
And is there. Lo 
And let this feeb 
And let those le 
And. Lord, hast 
And must I be t 
And must this b 
And never shall i 
Ind now Chi'isr i 
And, oh, what ra 
And. oh. when g 

462 



No. 
263 
326 
725 
103 
355 
92 
3S5 

130 
645 
6 
54S 
552 

15 
6S0 
513 
675 
1S9 
36S 

98 
362 
162 

15 
255 
663 
574 
206 
645 
430 
259 
402 
560 
608 

41 
559 



313 
145 
670 
317 
669 
615 
585 
672 
517 
602 
5S^ 

S4 
216 
51S 

53 



Hymn 
And see. O Lord 
And shall his flo 
And soon, too so 
And through thi 
And. till we reac 
And when at last 
And when before 
And when my ta 
And when our d 
And when our la 
And when these 
And when thy p 
And when we ea 
And while we th 
And while we to 
And will the gre 
And will this so 
And ye, beneath 
Angels, assist on 
Angels, from the 
Angels now are h 
Angels our marc 
Another year is 
Another year of 
Another year of 
Apostles, marty 
Appear, as when 
Are there bright 
Are there celesti 
Are there no foe 
Are we weak an 
Arise, and bless 
Arise, my soul, a 
Arise, my soul, o 
Arise, ye saints 
Arm me with jea 
Arm me with th 
Arm of the Lord 
Arm of the Lord 
Arm these thy s 
Arrayed in glori 
Art thou weary. 
As a mother stil 
As a stream its c 
As by the light 
As giants may t 
As in the ancient 
As its sacred sig 
As summer is wa 
As the bright Su 
As the winged ar 
As we thy mercy 



No. 
7 _'4 
99 
690 
422 
560 
677 
4S0 
523 
6S7 
662 
166 
11 
6S7 
401 
35S 
669 
51 
62 
79 
57 
535 
419 
561 
561 
561 
643 
152 
615 
615 
402 
4S9 
29 
2S1 
2S7 
403 
477 
404 
141 
663 
155 
589 

424 
606 
320 
144 
141 
159 
219 
144 
564 
676 



FIRS 



T LINES OF STAXZAS 



Hymn No. 
Ashamed of Jes 327 
Ask but his grac 248 
Asleep in Jesus 5TS 
Assembled here 113 
Assure my consc 280 
At his call the d 609 
At last I own it 225 
At the sign of tr 410 
At the sprinkled 233 
Author of faith. 267 
Author of faith! 244 
Author of our ne 123 
Awake, and sing 74 
Awake, awake, p 136 
Awake, my soul 54 
Awake, my soul 393 
Awake, my soul 680 
Awake, our souls 289 
Away my needles 445 
Away, my unbeli 430 
Away with our s 619 
Awed by a mort 147 

Bane and blessi 539 
Baptize the nati 115 
Barren and with 566 
Be as holy and a 352 
Be darkness. at 115 
Be faith, which 1 389 
Be it according t 182 
Be it according t 336 
Be mine the hap 645 
Be near when la 77 
Be present at ou 717 
Be present, grac 712 
Be present, holie 712 
Be still, my soul 507 
Be this my one g 571 
Be this, O Lord 670 
Be thou my stre 468 
Before his feet t 250 
Before Jehovah's 2 
Before me place 571 
Before our Fath 546 
Before the hills 575 
Before thy sheep 463 
Before us make 128 
Behold a Strang 156 
Behold, for me t 258 
Behold him. all y 81 
Behold! I come 394 
Behold me stand 199 
Behold the Chris 412 
Behold the hand 650 
Behold the Savio 78 
Behold the sure 668 
Behold the thron 476 
Behold, we fall b 180 



Hymn No. j 
Behold what con 156 
Being of beings 14 
Being of beings 25 
Believe in him w 260 
Believing, we re 83 
Beloved, sleep. 558 
Beneath his wat 56 
Beneath our feet 198 
Beyond my high 135 
Beyond the bloo 731 
Beyond the boun 294 
Beyond the frost 731 
Beyond the heav 672 
Beyond the part 731 
Beyond the reac 144 
Beyond the smil 731 
Beyond this vale 604 
Blessed are the s 550 
Blessed assuran 286 
Blessing and th 565 
Blessings aboun 649 
Bless the Lord 728 
Bless we, then, o 664 
Blest be that na 33 
Blest be the tie t 546 
Blest is that tra 465 
Blest. O Israel, a 368 
Blest river of sal 652 
Blest Savior! int 393 
Blest, too, is he 391 
Blind unbelief is 52 
Blow ye the tru 388 
Bold shall I Stan 95 
Born by a new. 287 
Born thy people 490 
Bow to the seep 192 
Break off the yo 334 
Break off your t 86 
Breathe, O brea 3S3 
Breathe on us. L 171 
Brighter still, an 295 
Brightest and be 66 
Bring near thy g 646 
Broad is the roa 202 
Broad is the sha 108 
But after all tha 231 
But art thou not 258 
But Calvary sta 255 
But can no sover 181 
But Christ can h 509 
But Christ, the h 83 
But drops of gri 161 
But God made fl 47 
But he ThaT Turn 192 
But. lo! a place 429 
But, lying dark b 624 
But now when e 454 
But. oh, The jeal 262 | 



Hymn No, 
But. oh, when Th 538 
But out of all Th 559 
But power divin 232 
But righT is righ 392 
But sainTs are lo 10 
But shall believ 419 
But soon he'll br 78 
But There's a vol 240 
But the waves of 727 
But this I do fin 291 
But though eart 572 
But Though my 1 224 
But to Those who 609 
But vain our inst 723 
But what to the 527 
But will he prov 186 
But will, indeed 671 
But with the wo ,62 
By cool Silo am 's 690 
By day. along th 53 
By death and he 141 
By faith I plung 269 
By faith we aire 619 
By faith we are 292 
By faith we kno 267 
By these may I 126 
By the tenderne 242 
By thine all-ato 241 
By thine hour of 487 
By Thy birTh, an 242 
By Thy deep, exp 487 
By Thy hands The 586 
By Thy lonely ho 242 
By Thy reconcili 554 
By Thy Triumph 242 
By wise master- 673 

Call Jehovah th 432 

Call them into t 142 

Calm is thy slum 594 

Can a mother's t 271 

Can aught but p 179 

Can these avert 224 

Cast thy bread u 655 

Cease, ye pilgri 632 

Center of our ho 548 

Chance and cha 48 

Cheered by ThaT 282 

Children of The 297 

Choose I must, a 606 

Choose" thou for 501 

Chosen of God. t 668 

Christ, by highe 58 

Christ for the w 665 

Christ is born, t 64 

Christ is coming 610 

Christ is made t 675 

j Christ the Lord SS 



463 



FIRST LINES OF ST. 



AXZAS 



Hymn No. 
Christian, dost t 716 
Christians, breth 38 
Cleanse and com 110 
Clearer still, and 295 
Close by its ban 138 
Clothe them wit 159 
Cold, on his era 66 
Come, all the fa 121 
Come, all ye sou 210 
Come, almighty 383 
Come, and let us 547 
Come, and posse 237 
Come, cast upon 720 
Come, ever-bless 155 
Come, every soul 196 
Come, extend th 241 
Come, Father, S 44 
Come, Father, S 158 
Come, Father, S 695 
Come, for all els 730 
Come, holy Com 45 
Come, Holy Gho 14 
Come, Holy Gho 121 
Come, Holy Gho 127 
Come, Holy Gho 282 
Come, Holy Gho 283 
Come, Holy Gho 345 
Come, Holy Gho 360 
Come, Holy Spir 114 
Come, Holy Spir 119 
Come home! com 215 
Come, humble si 194 
Come, in this ac 488 
Come, let us ane 567 
Come, let us asc 292 
Come, let us join 31 
Come, let us join 172 
Come, let us join 636 
Come, let us use 563 
Come, let us who 30 
Come, Light ser 121 
Come, Lord, the 334 
Come, my fond 229 
Come, my soul, t 4S5 
Come near and b 683 
Come, O my com 374 
Come, O my God 346 
Come, O my God 349 
Come, O thou al 177 
Come, O thou Tr 341 
Come, O thou un 374 
Come on, my par 294 
Come quickly in 30 
Come, Savior, co 365 
Come, Savior, J 359 
Come, sinners, t 210 
Come, Spirit, m 651 
Come, tenderest 121 



Hymn No. 
Come, then, and 196 
Come, then, divi 132 
Come then to th 103 
Come, then, wit 247 
Come, thou Almi 45 
Come, thou Fou 226 
Come, thou inca 45 
Come, thou long 490 
Come to the livi 188 
Come unto me. w 510 
Come, wanderer 70 
Come, wisdom, p 556 
Come, ye discern 5u8 
Come, ye saints, 90 
Come, ye sinners 184 
Come, ye that lo 536 
Come, ye weary 184 
Comfort those w 35 
Commit thou all 439 
Confound, o'erp 363 
Conquering now 409 
Conqueror of he 372 
Contented now, u 343 
Content with be 528 
Control my ever 406 
Convince him no 178 
Convince us first 177 
Could I be cast 513 
Could my tears f 243 
Courage, your C 407 
Create all new; o 42 
Creator, Spirit, b 42 
Creatures no mo 320 
Crown him the 19 
Crown him with 19 
Crown the Savio 97 
Crowns and thro 410 

Dangers stand t 573 
Darkly rose the 721 
Daughter of Zio 136 
Day is dying in t 710 
Day of judgment 609 
Day of terror, da 605 
Day of wrath, O 605 
Days of darkness 532 
Dear Lord, I yie 720 
Dear Name, the 69 
Dear Shepherd, I 537 
Death cannot ke 91 
Death comes do 568 
Death enters, an 191 
Death may the b 5S0 
Death rides on e 198 
Deathless spirit 630 
Decay, then, ten 70 
Deep are the wo 181 
Deep horror the 65 



Hymn No. 
Deep in unfatho 52 
Deep waters cro 618 
Defend us, Lord 711 
Delay not, delay 203 
Deny thyself and 202 
Depend on him 460 
Depth of mercy 453 
Descend, celesti 168 
Descending on h 107 
Did Christ o'er s 238 
Did we in our ow 422 
Didst thou not 555 
Direct, control, s 680 
Dost thou not d 280 
Do thou assist a 310 
Down from the 79 
Do you not feel 211 
Draw near, O So 149 
Dread Jehovah 705 

Each moment dr 344 
Eager for thee I 345 
Early let us seek 693 
Earth can now b 610 
Earth, from afa 12 
Earthly joys no 105 
Easy to be entre 685 
E'en down to old 423 
E'en now, percha 624 
E'en the hour th 48 
E'er since, by fa 245 
Elect from every 134 
Endless sin mea 606 
Enter thyself an 357 
Enthroned on hi 111 
Equip me for th 406 
Error and ignor 695 
Eternal are thy 1 
Eternal depth of 20 
Eternal Father, t 651 
Eternal Light! 26 
Eternal Power, 12 
Eternal Source o 706 
Eternal Spirit, f 158 
Eternal Sun of R 44 
Eternal, undivid 382 
Eternal Wisdom 204 
Ever present, tr 112 
Every eye shall 98 
Every human tie 137 
Every sin shall 209 
Except the Lord 151 
Expand thy win 127 
Extol the Lamb 388 
Exults our risin 285 

Face to face! O 640 
Face to face wit 640 



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Hymn No. 
Faded my virtu 262 
Fade, fade, each 427 
Fain I would be 691 
Fain I would to 691 
Fain would I lea 334 
Fair land! could' 621 
Faith cries out 593 
Faith lends its r 267 
Faith, mighty fa 261 
Faith of our fat 397 
Faithful, O Lord 251 
Faithful soul, pr 481 
Farewell, conflic 577 
Farewell, mortal 427 
Farewell, ye dre 427 
Far, far away, li 633 
Far from these s 621 
Far from us driv 114 
Far off the f athe 452 
Far off thou hast 201 
Father, in these 158 
Father, I stretch 244 
Father of all, in 128 
Father of endles 43 
Father, perfect 624 
Father, perfect 727 
Father, regard t 459 
Father, Son, and 319 
Father, thine ev 269 
Father, thy long 382 
Father, thy quic 32 
Father, we ask i 459 
Father, whate'er 516 
Fearless of hell 524 
Fear not, brethr 297 
Fear not, I am w 423 
Feeding on the 272 
Filled with deli 627 
Find in Christ th 213 
Finding, followi 227 
Finish then thy 383 
Firm as his thro 442 
Firm, faithful, w 311 
Fire bleeding w 281 
Fixed on this gr 270 
Fling out the ba 648 
Flow, wondrous 138 
Foolish and imp 502 

„ Forbid it, Lord 160 
Forbid them not 156 

: For Christ is bor 67 
For her my tears 135 

i For her our pra 709 
For him shall en 649 
For Jesus shed h 196 
For, lo, the days 62 
For love like thi 130 
For more we ask 14 



Hymn No. 
For our sins, of 721 
For the love of G 217 
For thine own c 455 
For this, as tau 349 
For this let men 148 
For thou, within 27 
For who by fait 288 
Forever blessed 615 
Forever — everm 207 
Forever here my 340 
Forever with the 600 
Forgive me. Lor 681 
Foxes found the 692 
Frail children of 23 
Free from anger 554 
From all iniquit 336 
From all that d 1 
From darkness a 355 
From every plac 3 
From every sinf 142 
From every stor 466 
From faith to fa 404 
From Greenland 659 
Froni heaven an 107 
From heaven he 70 
From heaven he 122 
From little ones 689 
From pride and 723 
From Sinai's clo 255 
From sin — the g 338 
From sorrow, toi 546 
From the cross t 367 
From the height 123 
From the land of 201 
From the recess 732 
From the sword 432 
From thee that I 479 
From thee, the e 289 
From things unh 677 
Full of immortal 625 
Fully in my life 386 

Gather the outc 152 
Gazing thus our 441 
Gentle Jesus, m 691 
Gently, Lord, O 492 
Gethsemane can 166 
Give me a calm 516 
Give me a new, a 361 
Give me the win 642 
Give me thyself 350 
Give me thy stre 148 
Give them an ea 149 
Give to mine eye 308 
Give to the wind 438 
Give tongues of f 115 
Give up ourselve 563 
Give us ourselve 177 



Hymn No. 
Give us this day 471 
Glorious things 139 
Glory be to the F 726 
Glory to God, in 87 
Glory to thee, m 681 
God be with you 40 
God bless our ho 686 
God bless our na 709 
God forbids his 593 
God from on hig 140 
God is a name m 9 
God is in heaven 12 
God is love; his 48 
God is our stren 29 
God is our sun. h 6 
God is the ref ug 433 
God is thine; dis 368 
God knows the w 503 
God moves in a 52 
God, my Redeem 589 
God of all power 361 
God of eternal li 713 
God of my life 502 
God of my life 538 
God of our fathe 570 
God of the futur 713 
God of the past 713 
God of the patri 43 
God of the prese 713 
God only is the 21 
God only knows 376 
God ruleth on hi 75 
God shield you w 662 
God, the All-Mer 708 
God, the All-Ter 70S 
God, the Omnip 708 
God, through hi 127 
God's holy law t 183 
Go forward e'en 396 
Go forward, is t 396 
Go friends, that 316 
Go, meet him in 101 
Go, then, earthl 309 
Go, to shine befo 630 
Go up with Chri 418 
Go where the sic 389 
Gone from a wor 592 
Gone from our h 592 
Gone where no s 592 
Goodness and m 440 
Grace all the wo 253 
Grace first contr 253 
Grace taught my 253 
Grace, 'tis a cha 253 
Gracious Spirit 117 
Grant one poor s 310 
Grant that all m 35 
Grant, then, this 369 



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AXZAS 



Hymn No. 
Grant us thy pea 39 
Grant us thy tru 50 
Great God, atten 6 
Great God, indul 293 
Great God, we h 167 
Great King of gl 674 
Great Prophet of 73 
Great Shepherd o 27 
Great Source of 138 
Great spoils I sh 291 
Great Sun of Rig 133 
Guide me, O tho 306 
Guilty I stand b 224 

Had I such faith 369 
Had I the gift of 369 
Hail, Prince of 1 63 
Hail the heaven 5S 
Hail, thou once 94 
Hail, to the Lor 658 
Hallelujah, they 292 
Happy, beyond d 252 
Happy, if with 153 
Happy the home 678 
Happy the man 252 
Happy the man 541 
Hard was my toi 274 
Hark! hark! my 633 
Hark! hark! to 65 
Hark! how he gr 78 
Hark, how the w 418 
Hark, my soul, i 271 
Hark, ten thousa 543 
Hark, the glad s 59 
Hark! the herald 58 
Hark! the Savior 209 
Hark ! the voice o 82 
Hark, those burs 97 
Hark! what mea 64 
Hasten, Lord, th 380 
Hasten, Lord, th 664 
Hasten mercy to 193 
Hasten, mortals 64 
Hasten, sinner, t 193 
Hasten the joyfu 371 
Haste thee on fr 309 
Hath he marks t 227 
Have I long in s 234 
Have we trials a 489 
Head of the mar 43 
He all his foes s 540 
He breaks the p 28 
He by himself h 634 
He comes, from 59 
He comes, he co 101 
He comes, he co 107 
He comes! let all 99 
He comes; of he 551 



Hymn Xo. 
He comes, the br 59 
He comes with s 658 
He dies! the Fri 86 
He ever lives ab 281 
He feeds in past 521 
He formed the st 10 
He has sounded 703 
He hears the unc 33 
He hides himself 392 
He justly claims 322 
He keeps his ow 635 
He laid his hand 268 
He leadeth me. 449 
He leadeth me! 523 
He left his Fath 266 
He lives, all glor 85 
He lives, and gr 85 
He lives, to bless 85 
He looks! and te 537 
He makes the gr 10 
He now stands k 30 
He only is the M 704 
He rules the wo 61 
He saw me ruin 54 
He shall descen 658 
He sits at God's 540 
He speaks, and u 28 
He still the anc 156 
He tells us we're 55 
He that hath pit 401 
He was not willi 647 
He wept that we 238 
He will keep me 532 
He wills that I s 333 
He wills that I s 381 
He with earthly 48 
Hear, him, ye de 28 
Hear his love an 209 
Hear, O hear our 123 
Hear thou the p 18 
Heaven is here 699 
Heaven's arches 692 
Heavenward our 14 
Heirs of the sam 558 
Help, Lord, to w 482 
Help me to watc 477 
Help us, O Lord 401 
Help us take thy 447 
Help us to build 553 
Help us to help 553 
Help us to make 463 
Henceforth may 359 
Hence may all o 549 
Hence our heart 366 
Here, at that cr 310 
Here give thy w 718 
Here in tender, g 491 
Here I raise my 226 



Hymn Xo. 
Here it is I find 491 
Here let the blin 676 
Here let the gre 669 
Here let the voic 676 
Here may our u 674 
Here may the lis 674 
Here may thine 674 
Here may we pr 27 
Here our gaze c 613 
Here pardon, lif 246 
Here see the bre 508 
Here then I dou 445 
Here, then, my G 526 
Here we come th 175 
Here we learn to 441 
Here, when thy 671 
Here will I set u 324 
Here vouchsafe t 675 
Here's love and 86 
Her hands are fi 252 
Higher, then, an 295 
High heaven, th 256 
Him to know is 1 324 
His father saw h 458 
His goodness sta 56 
His kingdom ca 540 
His love, surpas 285 
His love within u 111 
His mountains 1 672 
His name the si 197 
His name yields 528 
His oath, his co 273 
His only righteo 153 
His purposes wil 52 
His sovereign po 2 
His words the h 580 
His work my ho 323 
Ho! all ye hun 204 
Ho! every one t 188 
Ho! ye that pan 204 
Hold thou thy cr 484 
Holy and true a 363 
Holy as thou, O 11 
Holy Ghost! dis 123 
Holy Ghost, wit 118 
Holy, holy, holy 46 
Holy Sabbath, b 176 
Holy Sabbath, d 176 
Holy Sabbath, h 176 
Holy Sabbath of 176 
Holy Spirit, all 118 
Holy Spirit, fait 112 
Hosanna! be the 689 
Hosanna! on the 689 
Hosanna! sound 689 
Hosanna! then, o 689 
Hover o'er me. 110 
How amazing. G 356 



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FIRST LINES OF STANZAS 



Hymn No. 
How ardent ough 84 
How are thy ser 722 
How beauteous 150 
How beauteous 688 
How blessed are 150 
How blest are t 366 
How blest the ri 577 
How can a sinne 285 
How can it be. t 366 
How careful, th 602 
How charming i 150 
How do thy mer 429 
How far may we 608 
How firm a foun 423 
How gentle God 56 
How great the w 250 
How great thy m 157 
How happy are 150 
How happy ever 628 
How happy is th 626 
How happy the 298 
How helpless na 179 
How many pass 562 
How oft have I 231 
How oft in the c 437 
How oft they lo 284 
How precious is 124 
How rich the de 246 
How sad it woul 220 
How sad our sta 240 
How shall pollut 9 
How silently, ho 67 
How sweetly fio 70 
How sweet the h 579 
How sweet the n 69 
How swift the to 570 
How tedious an 528 
How vain are al 321 
How vain a toy i 16 
How vain is all 572 
How would my f 244 
Humble and tea 360 
Hushed is each 465 
Hushed was the 694 

I am drinking at 384 
I am dwelling on 384 
I am weakness, f 110 
I and my house 685 
I ask no higher s 371 
I ask them when 642 
I bore the cruel 199 
I bow my forehe 435 
I bring thee joy 199 
I can but perish 194 
I cannot rest til 338 
I cannot slack m 420 
I can see far do 384 



Hymn No. 
delivered thee 271 
dimly guess fr 435 
dread not the 515 
fear no foe wit 484 
feel it burning 207 
find him liftin 381 
gave my life fo 317 
gave thee my p 316 
have long with 453 
have no place 457 
have no skill t 502 
have seen him 703 
have the thing 473 
hear at morn a 600 
hear my dying 720 
heard the voic 257 
know I love th 522 
know I'm near 623 
know not how 443 
know not what 435 
know not what 443 
know not when 443 
know not wher 435 
know not why 443 
know that my 85 
know that my 381 
know that tho 522 
know thee, Sav 342 
lay my body do 682 
leave the worl 420 
long, dearest L 612 
long to behold 298 
look to my inc 351 
love thee beca 529 
love thee, I lov 542 
love the holy S 84 
love thy churc 135 
love thy kingd 135 
love to tell the 544 
must have the 446 
must the fair e 685 
need his cleans 235 
need not tell t 341 
need thy prese 484 
now believe, in 236 
rest upon thy 497 
saw one hangi 263 
shall nothing k 375 
shall suffer an 375 
spent long yea 317 
stand all bewil 268 
starve, he cries 452 
storm the gate 420 
struggled and 268 
suffered much 317 
take thee at th 231 
take these littl 580 
thank thee for 473 



Hymn No. 
: thank thee, un 308 
L then rode on t 276 
: thirst for a life 301 
: thirst, thou wo 366 
l, too, forewarne 599 
:, too, with thee 338 
[ wait till he sh 336 
[ want a godly f 318 
[ want a heart t 497 
[ want a princip 479 
. want a sober m 318 
[ want a true re 497 
[ want the witn 371 
: want thy life, t 349 
[ was a wanderi 277 
[ was bruised, b 532 
[ was lost, but J 532 
[ was not ever t 444 
[ will love thee i 529 
[ will not let the 472 
[ will sing the w 532 
[ will sing you a 595 
[ would be thine 379 
[ would, but tho 334 
[ would not plea 199 
[ would not sigh 323 
[ would thy bou 69 
['d sing the char 72 
['d sing the prec 72 
''11 die no more f 452 
['11 go and tell h 458 
'11 go to Jesus, t 194 
['11 lift my hand 293 
;'ll praise him w 541 
['11 praise my M 541 
['11 to the gracio 194 
Cm but a Strang 644 
:'m happy, I'm h 542 
I'm not ashame 442 
:'m tired of sin a 235 
['ve almost gain 623 
I've wandered f 235 
''ve wasted man 235 
['ve wrestled on 618 
[f every one that 113 
[f, for thy sake 480 
If I ask him to 227 
[f I find him, if 227 
[f I have tasted 464 
[f I still hold cl 227 
[f in this feeble 426 
If near the pit I 482 
[f now thine infi 345 
[f now thou sta 602 
[f ocean's wild, t 396 
[f our love were 217 
[f pain afflict or 460 
[f pure, essentia 556 



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FIRST LINES OF STANZAS 



Hymn No. 
If rough and tho 364 
If sin be pardon 583 
If some poor wa 683 
If so poor a wor 319 
If such a worm 426 
If thou impart t 338 
If thou shouldst 499 
If thou these ble 476 
If thou the secre 93 
If to the right o 464 
If to the right o 479 
If to the right o 553 
If what I wish is 445 
Immortal honor 42 
Impart what eve 556 
Implant it deep 370 
In age and feebl 597 
In a land of cor 368 
In all my ways t 50'J 
In all their coun 715 
In condescending 24 
In condescending 587 
In darkest shade 524 
In every land be 1 
In evil long I too 263 
In fierce tempta 468 
In foreign realm 722 
In God I have f 515 
In God we put o 347 
In heathen land 650 
In heaven the ra 63 
In him all my w 355 
In holy duties, 1 170 
In hope, against 261 
In hope, believin 430 
In hope of that 585 
In Jesus' name b 151 
In mansions of g 529 
In me thine utm 482 
In midst of dang 722 
In our sickness o 4S6 
In our wealth an 721 
In panoply of tr 412 
In prayer my so 454 
In riches, in pie 216 
In search of emp 1S8 
In suffering be t 290 
In that eternal d 617 
In that lone lan 185 
In the beauty of 703 
In the calm of t 437 
In the city built 233 
In the cross of C 539 
In the furnace G 137 
In the hour of p 492 
In the land of st 201 
In the light of t 60 
In the love that 701 



Hymn No. 
In the silent mid 568 
In them let all m 142 
In thine own ap 35 
In this world of 596 
In thy holy incar 165 
In thy name, O 34 
In vain the spoil 701 
In vain thou str 341 
In want my plen 512 
Infinite God, to t 43 
Infinite joy, or e 573 
Insatiate to this 248 
Inspire the livin 279 
Into temptation 1 471 
Inured to povert 429 
Is crucified for m 81 
Is here a soul th 178 
Is not e'en death 581 
Is not thy grace 116 
Is their diadem 227 
Is there a blissf 615 
Is there a thing 344 
It beamed on Ed 670 
It came upon the 62 
It hallows every 514 
It is enough: ea 520 
It is finished! O 82 
It is not so, but s 392 
It makes the wo 69 
It may be at mid 100 
It may be at mo 100 
It sweetly cheers 124 
It tells me of a p 730 
It was my guide 65 
Its glittering to 645 
Its pleasures can 320 
Its sacred shrine 670 
Its streams the 251 

Jehovah, God of 725 
Jehovah, God w 677 
Jehovah, thee w 24 
Jerusalem! my h 643 
Jerusalem the g 641 
Jesus all the day 276 
Jesus, and shall 327 
Jesus, at whose 163 
Jesus, a word, a 182 
Jesus calls me: I 398 
Jesus can make 576 
Jesus comes wit 380 
Jesus, confirm m 483 
Jesus, from who 142 
Jesus, great She 551 
Jesus, hail! enth 94 
Jesus, hail! who 543 
Jesus harmoniou 197 
Jesus hath died t 350 



Hymn No. 
Jesus hath died f 417 
Jesus, I hang up 381 
Jesus, I my cross 309 
Jesus, in whom t 357 
Jesus is glorified 122 
Jesus is worthy t 31 
Jesus, let all thy 144 
Jesus, let thy pi 455 
Jesus, Lord, we 554 
Jesus, Lover of 436 
Jesus, my advoc 93 
Jesus, my all in 512 
Jesus, my all, to 264 
Jesus, my God, I 442 
Jesus, my heart 93 
Jesus, my life, t 372 
Jesus, my Savior 464 
Jesus, my Sheph 69 
Jesus, my Sheph 277 
Jesus, my streng 318 
Jesus, on me bes 223 
Jesus, our best b 311 
Jesus, our great 73 
Jesus, our great 3S8 
Jesus, our humb 556 
Jesus, our Lord, 45 
Jesus, our only j 527 
Jesus, plant and 375 
Jesus protects; m 429 
Jesus, Redeemer 189 
Jesus, Savior, I a 356 
Jesus, Savior, pi 424 
Jesus shall reign 649 
Jesus spreads hi 165 
Jesus, the name 28 
Jesus, the name 153 
Jesus the prison 153 
Jesus, the Savior 540 
Jesus, the sinner 225 
Jesus, the sinner 351 
Jesus, the very t 527 
Jesus, the word 144 
Jesus, thine all v 339 
Jesus, thine own 322 
Jesus, thou all-r 152 
Jesus, thou ever 7 
Jesus, thou Lam 725 
Jesus, thou sour 601 
Jesus, thy blood 95 
Jesus, thy blood 180 
Jesus, thy bound 290 
Jesus, thy discip 159 
Jesus, thy name 13 
Jesus, thy speak 566 
Jesus, to whom I 514 
Jesus! transporti 197 
Jesus triumphs! 90 
Jesus, united by 545 



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FIRST LINES OF STANZAS 



Hymn No. 
Jesus, we look to 71 
Jesus, where'er t 27 
Jesus, while our 586 
Jesus, with us t 158 
Join all the glor 73 
Join, all ye rans 565 
Joyful, with all 583 
Joy of the desol 508 
Joy to the world 61 
Judge not the L 52 
Just as I am, w 239 

Kind Benefactor 732 
Kindled his rele 453 
King of glory, re 543 
Know, my soul, t 309 

Laborers of Chr 389 
Lamb of God, I 691 
Lame as I am, I 343 
Large are the m 510 
Leader of faithf 305 
Lead, kindly Li 444 
Leave no unguar 416 
Leave the haunt 201 
Leave to his sov 438 
Let all who for t 557 
Let anger, sloth 349 
Let but my faint 499 
Let cares like a 278 
Let earth and he 197 
Let earth no mo 360 
Let every act of 7 
Let every kindr 92 
Let every mome 7 
Let every mortal 204 
Let him to whom 322 
Let me, above a 691 
Let me alone, th 459 
Let me at a thro 228 
Let me do thy w 696 
Let me never fro 117 
Let me stay a lit 399 
Let me stay and 399 
Let me stay; I f 399 
Let mountains f 433 
Let music swell 707 
Let my hands pe 326 
Let not conscien 184 

; Let not the wise 265 
Let others hug t 347 

j Let others seek a 645 
Let others stretc 16 
Let party names 560 
Let peace within 167 
Let sorrow's rud 302 
Let that mercy v 705 
Let the living st 380 



Hymn No. 
Let the sweet ho 516 
Let the world de 309 
Let these, O God 126 
Let this my ever 526 
Let those refuse 536 
Let thy holy Chi 673 
Let us all togeth 548 
Let us for each o 554 
Let us not grow 661 
Let us pray that 661 
Let us take up t 559 
Let us then rejoi 380 
Let us then with 554 
Let worldly min 320 
Let Zion's watch 143 
Life and peace t 117 
Life's labor done 577 
Lift up, lift up t 99 
Lift up thy coun 44 
Lift up thy gates 99 
Lift up your hea 557 
Lift your eyes, y 297 
Lift your glad vo 87 
Lift your heads 104 
Light, in thy lig 44 
Light obeyed in 606 
Light of life, ser 488 
Light of those w 241 
Like mighty rus 120 
Like the mighty 410 
Like the rough s 192 
Listen to the wo 64 
Lives again our 88 
Live till the Lor 557 
Lo! glad I come 264 
Lo! God is here 25 
Lo! he beckons f 630 
Lo! he comes wi 98 
Lo! on a narrow 571 
Lo! round the th 616 
Lo! such the chi 690 
Lo, the great Ki 109 
Lo! with deep c 705 
Long as our fier 472 
Long my impriso 266 
Long thy exiles 610 
Look, ye saints, 97 
Lord, all I am is 4 
Lord, arm we wi 329 
Lord, dismiss us 36 
Lord, dismiss us 37 
Lord, everlastin 125 
Lord, fill me wit 470 
Lord, from far-s 711 
Lord, from thine 667 
Lord, give us ea 698 
Lord, give us sue 474 
Lord God, the H 120 



Hymn No. 
Lord, how secur 284 
Lord, I am thine 310 
Lord, I believe a 348 
Lord, I believe t 95 
Lord, I believe t 365 
Lord, I believe t 426 
Lord, I believe w 95 
Lord, I come to 485 
Lord, I despair 230 
Lord, I hear of s 234 
Lord. I my vows 680 
Lord! I would cl 523 
Lord, if thou did 151 
Lord, if thou did 685 
Lord, if thou wil 182 
Lord, in the mor 679 
Lord, in the stre 315 
Lord, in thy sigh 732 
Lord, it is my ch 271 
Lord, keep my in 331 
Lord, keep us sa 687 
Lord, let not all 202 
Lord, let us in o 673 
Lord, let us put 625 
Lord! obedientl 297 
Lord of all being 50 
Lord of all life, t 50 
Lord of angels a 373 
Lord of earth an 373 
Lord of grace an 373 
Lord of life and 1 373 
Lord of life, bene 710 
Lord of mercy, G 373 
Lord of the Sabb 169 
Lord, on thee ou 35 
Lord, speak to m 395 
Lord, till I reach 465 
Lord, we are vil 180 
Lord, we believe 113 
Lord, we come b 35 
Lord, what shall 12 
Loud may the tr 433 
Love and grief 491 
Love divine, all 383 
Love of God, so 234 
Lover of souls! 152 
Lovers of pleasu 260 
Love's redeemin 88 
Low in the grave 91 
Lowly, loving, m 375 

Make good their 149 
Make us into one 545 
Make us of one h 554 
Man may trouble 309 
Many in thy life 233 
March on, O soul 411 
Mark but that r 579 



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Hymn No. 
Master, I have n 313 
Master, I own th 328 
May a mighty so 352 
May erring mind 667 
May every passi 718 
May faith grow f 667 
May our light be 105 
May they in Jesu 143 
May this solemn 696 
May thy gospel's 175 
May thy rich gra 494 
May thy Spirit h 673 
May we grow li 447 
May we receive t 32 
May we this life 688 
Men of God, go t 146 
Methinks I see a 580 
Me to retrieve fr 413 
'Mid scenes of co 612 
'Mid toil and tri 134 
Might I enjoy th 6 
Mightiest kings 664 
Millions of sinne 247 
Millions of souls 162 
Millions there h 367 
Mine eyes have s 703 
Mine is an uncha 271 
More and more 1 631 
More love to thee 314 
More of thy life 372 
Mortals, awake 63 
Mourn for the lo 700 
Mourn for the ru 700 
Mourn for the ta 700 
Mourn for the th 700 
Much of my time 682 
Must I be carrie 402 
My all to Christ 325 
My conscience f e 263 
My country, 'tis 707 
My crimes are gr 222 
My days are glid 302 
My days are shor 574 
My dying Savior 340 
Mv faith looks u 494 
My Father, God 282 
My Father is a G 420 
My Father's hou 600 
My Father's hou 645 
My feeble mind s 475 
My flesh shall si 614 
My flesh, which 354 
My God and Fat 499 
My God, I am th 534 
My God, is any h 465 
My God is recon 281 
My God, my God 25S 
My God, my life 533 



Hymn No. 
My God, my port 16 
My God, the spri 524 
My gracious Lor 323 
My gracious Mas 28 
My heart shall tr 173 
My heart which 182 
My heavenly ho 645 
My highest plac 518 
My hope is built 273 
My hope, my all 468 
My Jesus, as tho 500 
My Jesus, I love 529 
My latest sun is 623 
My life, my bloo 148 
My life, my porti 237 
My lips with sha 222 
My Lord, if inde 528 
My message as f 210 
My mind, by thy 382 
My native count 707 
My one desire be 237 
My only hope, m 235 
My passions hold 525 
My path is lone 457 
My peace, my lif 345 
Mv praver hath 342 
My Savior, let th 321 
My sin — O the b 517 
My soul, ask wh 476 
My soul, be on t 408 
My soul breaks o 350 
My soul he doth 440 
My soul is sick 235 
My soul obeys th 240 
My soul shall the 370 
My soul with thy 482 
My soul would le 524 
My soul would t 615 
My steadfast sou 339 
My suffering tim 468 
My thoughts lie 4 
My trespass was 249 
My will be swall 360 

Nay, but I yield 237 
Nearer, ever nea 295 
Nearer my Fath 624 
Nearer my Fath 727 
Nearer, my , God 495 
Nearer the boun 624 
Nearer the boun 727 
Ne'er let thy glo 671 
Ne'er think the 408 
Ne'er was, nor s 84 
Neither sin, nor 481 
Never further th 441 
New graces eve 174 
New rising in thi 171 



Hymn No. 
Nipped by the w 598 
No chilling wind 627 
No cloud those r 621 
No condemnatio 266 
No cumbrous ga 420 
No ill-requited 1 617 
No man can trul 279 
No more a wand 277 
No more fatigue 169 
No more I stagg 333 
No more let crea 663 
No more let sin a 61 
No more shall fo 140 
No murky cloud 611 
No need of the s 620 
No rude alarms o 169 
No slightest tou 617 
No strength of o 55 
No voice can sin 527 
No words can tel 465 
None is like Jesh 368 
Nor bleeding bir 180 
Nor earth, nor a 533 
Nor shall thy spr 133 
Not all our groa 183 
Not all the bliss 533 
Not all the blood 83 
Not a soul so sa 493 
Not heaven's wi 670 
Not in the name 71 
Not long the con 411 
Not now, but in t 503 
Not now on Zion 3 
Not one, but all 172 
Not the crowd w 721 
Nothing can we 447 
Nothing hath th 603 
Nothing less will 377 
Nothing on eart 359 
Nothing ye in ex 188 
Now God invites 185 
Now I have foun 269 
Now incline me t 453 
Now, Jesus, now 151 
Now lend thy gr 451 
Now let me gain 363 
Now let my soul 130 
Now let our dark 128 
Now let thy Spir 365 
Now may the Ki 168 
Now, O God, thi 319 
Now, O Lord, ful 10S 
Now, O my Josh 378 
Now rest, my lo 256 
Now, safely moo 65 
Now, Savior, no 163 
Now the long an 400 
Now then, my G 329 



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Hymn No. 
Now, the sowing 400 
Now, the spirit c 400 
Now the trainin 400 
Now to thee, tho 38 
Now to the God 583 
Now to thy hous 679 
Now with this h 677 
Now, ye needy, c 184 

O arm me with t 406 
O be a nobler p 574 
O bear my longi 623 
O believe the rec 213 
O boundless love 109 
O brethren, help 207 
O change these 179 
O come, and dwe 371 
O come, Creator 114 
O could I speak 72 
O could we make 639 
O Cross divine, b 469 
O cross, that lift 448 
O day of rest and 174 
O do not let the 214 
O do not suffer h 551 
O Father, give o 519 
O father, I have 458 
O fill me with th 395 
O fill thy Church 651 
O flash the tidin 650 
O for a closer wa 456 
O for a faith tha 474 
O for a glance of 232 
O for a heart th 353 
O for a heart to 337 
O for a lowly, co 337 
O for a soul agio 698 
O for a thousand 28 
O for a trumpet 197 
O for an overcom 583 
O for this love le 79 
O for that flame 116 
O for that power 190 
O for the living f 29 
O for the peace t 106 
O give me Samue 694 
O glorious hope 378 
O glorious hour 614 
O God, mine in 571 
O God, most mer 335 
O God, our help 575 
O God, our King 6 
O God, thou hig 8 
O God, thou Pot 715 
O God, what off 329 
O grant that not 290 
O happy bond, t 256 
O happy day, th 256 



Hymn No. 
O happy, happy 587 
O hear my cry, b 457 
O heavenly love 431 
O hide this self f 344 
O holy Child of 67 
O Holy Father, 41 
O Holy Ghost, 41 
O Holy Jesus, P 41 
O holy Lord, our 718 
O hope of every 527 
O how happy are 276 
O how long shall 218 
O how long will 218 
O how sweet it 595 
O how the thoug 21 
O it is hard to w 392 
O Jesus, could I 244 
O Jesus, delight 316 
O Jesus, full of t 354 
O Jesus, Jesus, J 325 
O Jesus, my Sav 542 
O joy divine, by 469 
O Joy, that seek 448 
O joyful sound o 346 
O just Judge, to 605 
O King of glory 405 
O lead me, Lord 395 
O let my soul o 681 
O let our love an 151 
O let them all th 142 
O let the prisone 462 
O let thy chosen 451 
O let thy rising 688 
O let thy sacred 359 
O let us hear the 711 
O let us stir eac 557 
O Light divine, b 469 
O Light, that fo 448 
O little town of 67 
O long-expected 169 
O Lord our God 41 
O Lord our God 718 
O Lord, thy wor 451 
O Love divine, b 469 
O Love divine, h 376 
O Love divine, w 81 
O love of God, h 431 
O love of God, o 431 
O Love, that wil 448 
O Love, thou bo 269 
O Love, thy sove 312 
O Love, thy sove 344 
O lovely attitude 186 
O make thy chur 129 
O may I learn th 406 
O may I love like 406 
O may my hand 466 
O may no gloomy 688 



Hymn No. 
O may our more 706 
O may the graci 131 
O may the prosp 621 
O may thy powe 421 
O may thy quick 71 
O may thy Spirit 679 
O may we all be 607 
O may we all im 421 
O may we all tri 562 
O may we tread 616 
O melt this froz 119 
O mighty God th 289 
O mother dear, J 611 
O naught of gloo 171 
O Peace divine, b 469 
O sacred head, n 77 
O sacred hour! O 274 
O safe to the roc 437 
O Savior, precio 522 
O sleepless night 584 
O Source of uncr 42 
O Spirit of the li 115 
O spread the tid 109 
O strengthen me 395 
O Sun of Righte 307 
O Sun of Eighte 382 
O sweet and bles 641 
O tell me no mor 291 
O tell of his mig 23 
O that each in th 567 
O that home of t 595 
O that I could al 324 
O that I could fo 376 
O that I could re 223 
O that I could, w 376 
O that I might a 378 
O that I might n 377 
O that I now, fr 361 
O that I now the 348 
O that in me the 339 
O that it now fr 339 
O that my load o 334 
O that my tende 470 
O that our thou 170 
O that the Comf 283 
O that the world 153 
O that the world 279 
O that the world 394 
O that to thee m 470 
O that we all mi 177 
O that with yon 92 
O the cross has 384 
O the rapturous 276 
O the transporti 627 
O then, aloud, in 33 
O then what rap 646 
O these tender b 296 
O think what va 190 



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Hymn No. 
this uttermost 356 
O thou almighty 73 
O thou, by who 478 
O thou eternal R 660 
O thou from wh 480 
O thou God of m 535 
O thou, in whose 537 
O thou, our Sari 463 
O thou, to whom 3 
O thou, to whose 364 
O thou, who cam 483 
O thou who dries 509 
O thou who dwel 18 
O thou who give 690 
O thou, who has 358 
O thou, whom al 5 
O thou whose of 76 
O 'tis delight wi 525 
Trinity in unit 155 
O Truth divine, b 469 
O turn ye, O tur 216 
O unexampled lo 197 
O use me, Lord 395 
O utter but the n 21 
O Toice of mercy 730 
O wash my soul 222 
O watch and ngh 408 
O what a blessed 628 
O what a mighty 617 
O what amazing 247 
O what are all m 585 
O what hath Jes 585 
O when, thou cit 643 
O when wilt tho 351 
O where shall re 604 
O who could bea 509 
O who will folio 325 
O who'll stand u 325 
O why should I 537 
O wide embracin 431 
O wondrous kno 4 
O wondrous love 207 
O wondrous pow 459 
O Word of God i 129 
O worship the K 23 
O worship the L 22 
O would he more 628 
O would my Lor 576 
O wouldst thou a 103 
O wretched stat 601 
O ye banished se 297 
Oh, by the wido 701 
Oh, Christ! he is 618 
Oh! for the won 212 
Oh, haste thee, a 220 
Oh. how shall I 26 
Oh, how sweet to 450 
Oh, if my mortal 727 



Hymn No. 
Oh, joy! oh, deli 100 
Oh, let thy life b 317 
Oh, strive thou 584 
Oh, the stars nev 613 
Oh, to grace how 226 
Oh, what wonder 326 
Oh, where is this 608 
Oh, who's like m 542 
Obedient faith, t 261 
O'er all those wi 627 
O'erwhelmed wi 335 
Of all the pious 570 
Of all thy heart's 587 
Of heaven the si 171 
Of him who did 24S 
Of peace I only k 518 
Oft as I lay me 131 
Often to Marah's 425 
Once earthly joy 314 
Once more we co 32 
Once on the ragi 65 
Once they were 642 
One family we d 636 
One only gift can 265 
One sweetly sole 624 
One sweetly sole 727 
On Jordan's stor 627 
On mountain-top 651 
On thee alone m 246 
On thee, at the c 174 
On thee, O God 333 
On the lone mou 498 
On this stone, no 673 
On thy redeemin 311 
Only faintly now 640 
Only "Good nigh 594 
Only thee conten 386 
Onward, Christi 410 
Onward, ever on 295 
Onward, then, y 410 
Onward we go, f 633 
Open my faith's 363 
Open now the cr 306 
Open their eyes t 189 
Open wide, O Go 673 
Oppressed with s 207 
Or he deserts us 392 
Or if, on joyful 495 
Or worn by slowl 598 
Other knowledg 324 
Other refuge hav 436 
Our blessed Lor 214 
Our brother the 582 
Our children tho 157 
Our dearest joys 321 
Our eyes have se 198 
Our fair Alma M 723 
Our Father, God 471 



Hymn No. 
Our Father in he 723 
Our Father who 733 
Our fathers, cha 397 
Our fathers' God 707 
Our fathers, whe 570 
Our glad hosan 59 
Our glorious Lea 642 
Our God is love 558 
Our hope and ex 102 
Our life is a drea 567 
Our life, while 722 
Our Lord in pity 214 
Our midnight is 50 
Our mourning is 619 
Our offspring, st 157 
Our old compan 637 
Our souls and bo 311 
Our souls and bo 322 
Our souls rejoici 125 
Our spirits, too 637 
Our wasting live 573 
Our wishes, our 358 
Out of great dist 622 
Out of the deep r 462 

Pardon and peac 162 
Paschal Lamb, b 94 
Pass me not, O g 228 
Pass me not, O g 234 
Pass me not, O G 234 
Fass me not, O m 234 
Pass me not, thy 234 
Patient the appo 305 
Peace and pard 367 
Peace, doubting 504 
Peace on earth, g 64 
Peace, perfect p 520 
Peace, troubled s 511 
People and real 649 
Perfect submissi- 286 
Perhaps he will 194 
Permit them to a 154 
Pilgrim, in that 657 
Pilgrim, see, the 657 
Pity and heal m 225 
Pity the day of f 462 
Pleasure and we 328 
Plenteous grace 436 
Plenteous of gra 42 
Plunged in a gul 79 
Poor I was, and 272 
Poor, sinful, thi 247 
Praise God, from 1 
Praise God, from 734 
Praise God, from 735 
Praise ye the Lo 10 
Prayer is appoin 460 
Prayer is the bur 478 



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Hymn No. 
Prayer is the Ch 478 
Prayer is the con 478 
Prayer is the key 493 
Prayer is the sini 478 
Prayer is the sou 478 
Prayer makes th 467 
Prepared, by gra 621 
Present we kno 71 
Preserved by po 559 
Pressing onward 441 
Prostrate before 8 
Prostrate I'll lie 194 
Put all thy beau 140 
Put far from eac 715 

Quick as their t 284 

Raised by the br 305 
Ready for all thy 483 
Ready for you th 187 
Ready the Fathe 187 
Ready the Spirit 187 
Ready thou art t 152 
Ready thy promi 144 
Rebuild thy wall 136 
Redeemed from 587 
Refining fire, go 339 
Reflect, thou has 191 
Regard our pray 463 
Reign in me. Lo 372 
Rejoice in glorio 540 
Rejoice, rejoice 102 
Rejoice, the Lor 540 
Rejoicing now in 378 
Relief alone is fo 183 
Remember. Lord 116 
Remember thee a 166 
Remove this har 348 
Renew my will f 499 
Repeat the story 518 
Rest comes at le 633 
Rest for my soul 334 
Rest, sweetly re 588 
Restore, my dea 537 
Restraining pra 467 
Rests secure the 603 
Return, my soul 170 
Return, O holy D 456 
Return. O wand 195 
Rise. Lord, and 454 
Rise, my soul, a 632 
Rise, touched w 186 
Risen and renew 159 
Rising to sing m 131 
Riven the rock f 425 
Rivers of love a 204 
Rivers to the oc 632 
Rock of ages, el 243 



Hymn Xo. 
Roll on thou, mi 66j 
Round each hab 139 

Safely through a 175 
Sages, leave you 57 
Saints, before th 57 
Saints in glory. P 630 
Saints of God! t 108 
Salvation in his 413 
Salvation! let th 254 
Salvation! O the 254 
Salvation! O tho 254 
Salvation to God 75 
Satan with all hi 354 
Saved is the life 313 
Save me from de 93 
Save me from pr 357 
Save us by grace 275 
Savior, accept th 589 
Savior, again to 39 
Savior, blessed S 295 
Savior, breathe 6S4 
Savior, hasten t 543 
Savior, help us i 447 
Savior! I follow 425 
Savior! I long to 425 
Savior, I thank t 350 
Savior, in whose 233 
Savior, lead me 1 434 
Savior, like a sh 693 
Savior of men. t 148 
Savior of the sin 377 
Savior, Prince, e 455 
Savior, thy gold 331 
Savior! thy mee 599 
Savior, to thee 349 
Savior, when in 487 
Savior, where'er 364 
Savior, while my 696 
Saw ye not the c 654 
Say. shall we vie 66 
Say to the heath 663 
Say. where is th 219 
Scatter the last 372 
Search thou our 8 
Seasons and mo 706 
See. from his he 160 
See. from the Ro 188 
See heathen nat 652 
See him set forth 210 
See how great a 654 
See, in the Savio 181 
See. Israel's gen 154 
See, Lord, the tr 333 
See, on the mou 418 
See that your la 102 
See the door still 204 
See, the feast of 364 



Hymn No. 
See the glorious 657 
See the haven f 630 
See the healing 209 
See the Judge, o 609 
See the stars fro 104 
See the streams 139 
See the well-spre 201 
See there the st 407 
Send down thy 1 329 
Send me, Lord 696 
Send some mess 35 
Sent by my Lord 210 
Servant of God 587 
Servants of God 33 
Shall aught beg 287 
Shall I, for fear 147 
Shall I. to sooth 147 
Shall we. whose 659 
Shepherd Divine 472 
Shepherds, in th 57 
Should coming d 302 
Should earth ag 278 
Should sudden v 222 
Should swift dea 684 
Shout, all the pe 107 
Show me what I 485 
Show pity. Lord 222 
Show them the b 462 
Shudder not to p 630 
Since my eyes w 326 
Since thou hast 506 
Since, with pure 432 
Sing of his dying 74 
Sing till the ech 109 
Sing to the Lord 10 
Sing we then in 547 
Sing we to our G 738 
Sink down, ye se 525 
Sinking and pan 274 
Sinner, come to 209 
Sinners, his life 260 
Sinners in derisi 97 
Sinners, lift up y 122 
Sinners, obey th 187 
Sinners, the voic 192 
Sinners, turn: w 208 
Sinners, whose 1 92 
Sinners, wrung w 57 
Sleep on. belove 594 
Soar we now wh 88 
So blooms the h 598 
So fades a sum 577 
So I may thy Spi 386 
So let thy grace 4 
So long thy pow 444 
So may the unbe 558 
'So may the word 126 
So shall my wal 456 



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Hymn No. 
So shall you sha 389 
So, whene'er the 37 
So when my late 600 
So will thy peopl 708 
Softly and tende 212 
Soldiers of Chris 41G 
Soldiers of Chris 417 
Sole, self-existin 11 
Sometimes 'mid 523 
Sons of God, you 654 
Soon as the eveni 49 
Soon as the mor 454 
Soon as we draw 180 
Soon, borne on t 185 
Soon our toils w 493 
Soon shall end t 108 
Soon shall I lear 538 
Soon shall I pas 54 
Soon shall we he 74 
Soon thou wilt c 13 
Sorrow and fear 514 
Sorrow is solid j 313 
Soul of my soul, 370 
Source of sweet 123 
Sovereign of all 282 
Sow in the morn 145 
Speak, gracious 230 
Speak the secon 377 
Speak thy pardo 117 
Speak with that 178 
Speed away, spe 666 
Speed my soul 606 
Spirit of faith, c 279 
Spirit of grace. O 167 
Spirit of life and 111 
Spirit of light, ex 120 
Spirit of- truth, a 725 
Spirit of truth, b 120 
Spirit of Truth, e 132 
Sprinkle me, Sa 357 
Stand them in hi 416 
Stand the omnip 603 
Stand up! stand 415 
Stay, thou insult 221 
Steer well! the 584 
Still heavy is th 438 
Still hold the st 149 
Still let him wit 464 
Still let it on th 5 
Still let me live 426 
Still let them co 445 
Still let us our o 545 
Still, Lord, thy s 405 
Still may we to 556 
Still nigh me, O 506 
Still, O Lord, ou 549 
Still restless nat 9 
Still this the clo 62 



Hymn No. 
Still we believe 132 
Still we wait for 241 
Strangers and p 305 
Stretch forth th 724 
Stripped of eac 514 
Strive we, in aff 547 
Stronger his lov 376 
Stronger than d 285 
Such is the Chri 579 
Suffered no mor 475 
Sun and moon ar 104 
Sun, moon and s 133 
Sun of my soul, 683 
Sun of our life, 50 
Sure as thy trut 135 
Sure I must figh 402 
Sure never till 263 
Surely in us the 347 
Surely thou can 244 
Surrounded by a 413 
Sweet bonds tha 612 
Sweet, dreamles 588 
Sweet fields bey 639 
Sweet hour of pr 461 
Sweet is the day 173 
Sweet is the sunl 171 
Sweet is the wor 173 
Sweet the mome 491 
Sweet was the ti 454 
Sweetly the holy 498 
Swift as the eagl 289 
Swift I ascend t 525 
Swift through th 63 
Swift to its clos 484 
Swift to my resc 475 

Take me now, L 696 
Take my hands 330 
Take my life an 330 
Take my love,m 330 
Take my poor h 366 
Take my silver a 330 
Take my soul an 319 
Take my voice a 330 
Take my will an 330 
Take the dear p 463 
Take the golden 493 
Take time to be 303 
Talk with us, Lo 526 
Teach me to liv 681 
Teach us to liv 476 
Teach us to love 558 
Teach us, with g 401 
Tell me not of h 384 
Tempt not my s 427 
Tender Shepher 596 
Ten thousand ti 646 
Ten thousand to 636 , 



Hymn No. 
Thanks for mere 564 
Thanks we give 37 
That all-compris 44 
That awful day 601 
That bears, unm 474 
That blessed la 370 
That great, mys 294 
That I thy mere 361 
That path with 359 
That peace whic 519 
That sacred stre 433 
That Spirit, whi 116 
That sweet comf 276 
That token of th 385 
That unchangea o95 
That will not m 474 
That word abov 422 
The almighty Fo 246 
The atonement o 340 
The birds witho 55 
The blood of goa 76 
The boundless m 255 
The brightest th 321 
The captive exil 462 
The cause of te 724 
The cheerful tri 538 
The Church fro 129 
The Church's on 134 
The cleaving sin 17 
The clouds may 396 
The conscience 60S 
The consolations 351 
The covenant we 563 
The cup of bless 163 
The current of li 316 
The day glides s 284 
The day is past 687 
The dearest idol 456 
The depth of all 249 
The dictates of t 20 
The dying thief r 245 
The earth may f 645 
The earth shall s 259 
The evening clo 572 
The everlasting 101 
The Father hear 281 
The Father, Son 1S7 
The fearful soul 202 
The few that tru 142 
The fire divine t 17 
The flowery spri 706 
The fondness of 321 
The foolish buil 668 
The friends who 509 
The gift which h 552 
The gladness of 7 
The glorious cro 346 
The God of Abra 634 



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Hymn No. 
The God of har 702 
The God that ru 536 
The goodly land 635 
The gospel! Oh 246 
The gospel tram 388 
The happy gates 2o4 
The hardness of 152 
The head that o 96 
The heavens dec 133 
The highest plac 96 
The hill of Zion 536 
The holy. meek 95 
The joy of all w 96 
The kingdom th 501 
The King of hea 162 
The least and f 521 
The living bread 163 
The long, long n 109 
The long-lost so 452 
The Lord has pr 259 
The Lord is my s 729 
The Lord is our 714 
The Lord is rise 89 
The Lord Jehov 51 
The Lord makes 150 
The Lord my pa 428 
The Lord my rig 265 
The Lord of eart 566 
The Lord our Go 672 
The Lord pours 541 
The Lord who b 511 
The Lord's mv S 440 
The love of Chri 148 
The martyr first 414 
The Master is ca 219 
The men of grac 536 
The morning flo 598 
The morning lig 652 
The old man, m 694 
The opening hea 524 
The pain of life s 141 
The pains, the g 576 
The passions to r 179 
The pestilence w 515 
The power of int 472 
The power that 125 
The praying spir 475 
The present we 190 
The Prince of m 268 
The profit will b 119 
The rapturous h 355 
The rich man's g 677 
The rocks can r 232 
The rolling sun 133 
The rush of num 265 
The saints in his 620 
The saints who d 591 
The sands of tim 618 



Hymn No. 
The secret of the 374 
The seed of sin's 371 
The Shepherd so 277 
The Son of God 414 
The Son of God 23S 
The sons of fat 411 
The soul by fait 514 
The soul that on 423 
The souls that b 291 
The spacious fir 49 
The Spirit calls 200 
The spirits that 26 
The storm is lai 722 
The Sun of High 343 
The thing my G 370 
The things etern 626 
The things unkn 267 
The thing surpas 261 
The thunder of t 601 
The thunders of 51 
The tinselry of e 420 
The tokens of th 163 
The voice that b 712 
The wasting des 515 
The watch-fires 650 
The watchmen j 150 
The whole creati 31 
The whole wide 656 
The word of God 347 
The world can ne 604 
The world canno 407 
The year rolls ro 573 
The young, the o 120 
Thee. Father, So 563 
Thee let the fat 157 
Thee the great J 368 
Thee we adore, e 573 
Thee while the fi 12 
Thee will I love 308 
Their joy unto t 17 
Their toils are p 581 
Then dig about t 566 
Then every mur 335 
Then I'll range t 399 
Then in a nobler 245 
Then in love for 209 
Then is my stren 465 
Then learn to sc 391 
Then let me mou 54 
Then let me on t 472 
Then let our son 536 
Then let our sor 581 
Then let the hop 572 
Then let us ador 75 
Then let us ever 555 
Then let us gladl 347 
Then let us in hi 172 
Then let us mak 559 



Hymn No. 
Then let us sit b 81 
Then let us wait 101 
Then, made perf 159 
Then, my soul, i 486 
Then persevere t 408 
Then place them 732 
Then. Savior, th 571 
Then shall I see 173 
Then shall my la 314 
Then shall wars 664 
Then shout the t 701 
Then sorrow, tou 509 
Then the writin 605 
Then 'tis time to 568 
Then when on ea 499 
Then, when the g 145 
Then, when the 553 
Then will he ow 442 
Then, with my w 495 
There all our gr 617 
There all the shi 582 
There at my Sav 644 
There dwells the 635 
There Faith lift 63S 
There for me th 453 
There fragrant fl 638 
There, in worshi 34 
There is a death 604 
There is a fount 245 
There is a great 181 
There is a home 638 
There is a land o 639 
There is a line b 608 
There is a place 466 
There is a safe 521 
There is a scene 466 
There is a spot t 274 
There is a strea 433 
There is a time 608 
There is a way 26 
There is an hour 638 
There is my hous 626 
There is the thro 64] 
There is welcom 217 
There I shall ba 278 
There Jesus bids 130 
There let it for t 483 
There let the wa 495 
There let us all 5 
There, like an e 510 
There shall each 74 
There, there on 466 
There we shall s 536 
There we with e 190 
There, what deli 130 
There your exalt 2S8 
Therefore I mur 644 
There's a call 661 



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Hymn No. 
There's a land fa 613 
There's a song i 60 
There's a tumul 60 
There's a widene 217 
These clouds of 382 
These feeble typ 76 
These lively hop 589 
These, these pre 26 
These walls we t 669 
They are justifie 550 
They come, they 136 
They have fello 550 
They marked the 642 
They scorn to se 284 
They see the Sav 616 
They stand, thos 641 
They suffer with 96 
They tell the tri 250 
They watch for s 143 
They who seek t 486 
Thine earthly Sa 169 
Thine I am, O L 696 
Thine image, Lo 476 
Thine, wholly t 14 
Thine would I li 310 
This awful God i 536 
This glorious ho 546 
This happiness, i 626 
This heavenly ca 170 
This hope suppo 403 
This is salvation 183 
This is the day 172 
This is the dear 336 
This is the faith 275 
This is the grace 525 
This is the time 210 
This is the victo 407 
This is the way I 264 
This lamp, throu 124 
This life's a drea 614 
This poor, f aithl 316 
This stone to th 671 
This the univers 213 
Thither our fait 565 
Those trees fore 611 
Thou art coming 485 
Thou art exalted 24 
Thou art friendl 201 
Thou art the anc 354 
Thou art the ear 280 
Thou art the fra 8 
Thou art the Lif 68 
Thou art the sea 533 
Thou art the sov 24 
Thou art the Tr 68 
Thou art the Wa 68 
Thou art thyself 8 
Thou awful Jud 602 



Hymn No. 
Thou, blessed So 13 
Thou blessed Tr 24 
Thou callest me 526, 
Thou earnest, O 692 
Thou canst fill m 110 
Thou canst not t 145 
Thou comest in t 15 
Thou didst leave 692 
Thou dying Lam 245 
Thou God of tru 555 
Thou God of tru 604 
Thou great and g 293 
Thou hast put gl 522 
Thou hast my fie 329 
Thou hast prom 693 
Thou hidden Lo 344 
Thou hidden So 512 
Thou high and h 18 
Thou Judge of q 607 
Thou know'st no 145 
Thou, new heave 241 
Thou, O Christ, 436 
Thou on the Lor 439 
Thou shalt see m 271 
Thou Shepherd o 300 
Thou Son of God 178 
Thou sovereign 672 
Thou sweet, belo 505 
Thou the refuge 434 
Thou the Spring 228 
Thou very prese 514 
Thou waitest to 251 
Thou who art lig 711 
Thou, who bad's 605 
Thou, whose un 667 
Thou wilt not sp 457 
Though careful 394 
Though cast dow 586 
Though dark my 499 
Though destructi 684 
Though eighteen 385 
Though fierce m 325 
Though high ab 29 
Though I have m 221 
Though I have s 221 
Though in a bar 428 
Though in affiic 506 
Though in the p 428 
Though late, I a 237 
Though like the 495 
Though nature g 354 
Though nature's 635 
Though numero 54 
Though on our h 111 
Though our sins 705 
Though prospect 396 
Though Satan sh 517 
Though the nigh 684 



Hymn No. 
Though thou has 720 
Though thou sho 369 
Though to-day w 586 
Though troubles 55 
Though unseen, I 535 
Though waves a 270 
Tnough we here 38 
Though with a s 134 
Though you hav 352 
Thrice blessed, b 294 
Thrice blest is h 391 
Thrice blest will 358 
Thrice comforta 445 
Thrice holy, Lor 24 
Through all eter 530 
Through all his 51 
Through all the 452 
Through every p 530 
Through grace w 30 
Through hidden 530 
Through him, ou 18 
Through many d 259 
Through much d 4<>7 
Through our pil 296 
Through tribula 616 
Throughout the 249 
Throughout the 251 
Thus far the Lor 682 
Thus might I hi 161 
Thus present sti 53 
Thus shall the s 511 
Thus, strong in h 412 
Thus, though th 136 
Thus, when the 682 
Thus, while his 263 
Thus will the ch 580 
Thy all-surround 4 
Thy beautiful s 505 
Thy blood shall 351 
Thy body, broke 166 
Thy bountiful ca 23 
Thy ceaseless, u 251 
Thy chosen temp 167 
Thy favor and t 44 
Thy flesh, perha 191 
Thy gardens and 611 
Thy gifts, alas! c 350 
Thy goodness an 251 
Thy grace with 625 
Thy hand, in au 706 
Thy holy will be 313 
Thy hosts are m 651 
Thy judgments. t 232 
Thy law is perfe 126 
Thy life I read, 580 
Thy loving spirit 365 
Thy meritorious 76 
Thy mighty nam 512 



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Hymn No. 
Thy month, O L 362 
Thy name salvat 71 
Thy nature be m 370 
Thy nature, gra 337 
Thy neighbor? H 697 
Thy neighbor? P 697 
Thy neighbor? 'T 697 
Thy noblest won 133 
Thy only will be 473 
Thy power unpa 11 
Thy presence, L 473 
Thy ransomed se 315 
Thy saints in all 402 
Thy shining grae 533 
Thy side an open 152 
Thy sovereign g 249 
Thy Spirit then 451 
Thy voice produ 9 
Thy way, not mi 501 
Till amid the ho 441 
Till he come: O 1 164 
Till, of the prize 403 
Till then— nor is 327 
Till thou anew m 470 
Till thou thy per 472 
Time is now flee 212 
Time, like an ev 575 
'Tis done, the gr 256 
'Tis clone! the pr 78 
'Tis done; thou 349 
'Tis God's all-an 393 
'Tis Love! 'tis L 342 
'Tis midnight; a 80 
'Tis mystery all 266 
'Tis not a cause 143 
'Tis not enough t 21 
'Tis prayer supp 460 
'Tis thee I love, 248 
'Tis there, with t 300 
'Tis thine a hear 230 
'Tis thine alone 724 
'Tis thus the Lo 458 
'Tis to my Savio 323 
To all thy works 8 
To dwell with G 287 
To each the cove 563 
To earth the gre 260 
To Father, Son a 736 
To God, the Fat 737 
To hear the son* 232 
To him continua 288 
To him mine eye 504 
To him shall pr 658 
To him that in t 267 
To Jesus' name 557 
To make an end 122 
To one who is re 332 
To our benighted 111 



Hymn No. 
To pass that lim 608 
To praise a Trin 47 
To pray, and wa 607 
To purest joys s 252 
To real holiness 335 
To seek thee, all 32 
To serve the pre 477 
To shame our sin 248 
To that Jerusale 629 
To the blest fou 240 
To the great On 45 
To the hills I lif 481 
To thee I owe m 16 
To thee our all d 401 
To thee our hum 267 
To thee the glory 261 
To them the cro 96 
To this temple, w 675 
To thy sure love 20 
To-day on weary 174 
To-day the Savi 200 
To-morrow's sun 214 
Together let us s 551 
Toil bravely on 584 
Touched by the 1 545 
Touch me and m 258 
Tremble our hea 5 
Triumphant hos 47 
Triumphant Zio 140 
True-hearted, w 387 
True pleasures 534 
True, 'tis a strai 289 
Truly blessed is 491 
Trusting only in 228 
Try us, O God, a 553 
Tune your harps 82 
Turn, and your s 189 
Turn, mortal, tu 198 
'Twas a heaven 276 
'Twas grace tha 259 

Undaunted to th 412 
Under the shado 575 
Unite the pair s 695 
Until, made be 594 
Until the Easter 594 
Until we meet a 594 
Unwearied may 290 
Uphold me in th 308 
Up into thee, ou 553 
Up to the hills w 679 
Uplift my purest 331 
Upon God's will 505 
Urge on your ra 407 
Use thou each g 331 
Us into thy prot 551 

Vain are all ter 105 
477 



Hymn No. 
Vain, delusive w 324 
Vain his ambitio 574 
Vain man, thy f 191 
Vain the stone, t 88 
Vainly they wat 91 
Vainly we offer e 66 
Vilest of the sin 319 
Vouchsafe to me 677 

Waft, waft, ye 659 
Wake, and lift u 680 
Wake up, broth 352 
Waken, O Lord 573 
Walk in the ligh 304 
Wash me, and m 340 
Wash out its sta 364 
Was it for crime 161 
Watch and pray 496 
Watch by the si 683 
Watchman, lo, t 657 
Watchman, tell 657 
Watchman, tell 653 
Weak is the effo 69 
We all partake t 552 
We are now his 1 3S0 
We are pilgrims 296 
We are thine, do 693 
We are travelin 297 
We ask not, Fat 519 
We bless thee fo 519 
We bow before t 178 
We bring no hat 701 
We bring them 154 
We can, O Jesus 562 
We come, great 5 
We come unto o 17 
We follow thee, 403 
We for his sake 557 
We have a house 625 
We have heard t 661 
We have no outw 275 
We know, by f ai 625 
We know, we fe 732 
We laugh to sco 551 
We lay our garm 687 
We lift our hear 688 
We may spread 332 
We meet the gra 71 
We meet with on 120 
We never will t 563 
We now thy pro 158 
We plow the fiel 704 
We read thee be 431 
We rejoice in th 60 
We say we will 332 
We see thy han 732 
We shall gain ou 380 
We shall not wa 631 



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Hymn No. 
We share our mu 546 
We soon shall s 403 
We thank thee.L 719 
We thank thee, 704 
We wait in hope 588 
We wait thy tri 651 
We weep, our h 592 
We who in Chris 285 
We will not clos 562 
We would see J 299 
We'll catch the 503 
We'll crowd thy 2 
We'll gird our 1 302 
We'll know why 503 
We've no abidin 305 
Weary souls, th 213 
Weep not for a 582 
Welcome, thou b 229 
Well I know thy 716 
Well might the s 161 
Well of water, e 272 
Well, the deligh 72 
Were half the b 467 
Were I possesso 16 
Were the whole 160 
What a f ellowsh 450 
What a friend w 489 
What are our w 366 
What did thine 244 
What do' you ho 211 
What empty thi 16 
What glory gild 125 
What have I gai 458 
What have I to 450 
What is it keeps 236 
What is my bein 323 
What is our calli 336 
What is the crea 10 
What language s 77 
What now is my 301 
What peaceful h 456 
What rejoicing i 640 
What ruin hath i 724 
What rush of hal 646 
What shall I do 249 
What shall I say 225 
What sinners va 614 
What then is he 147 
What though a t 413 
What, though ea 146 
What, though in 49 
What though in 499 
What though my 341 
What though th 644 
What though th 659 
What though th 668 
What thou. my 77 
What, to be ban 601 



Hymn No. 
What troubles h 559 
What various hi 467 
What we have fe 285 
Whate'er I fond 312 
Whate'er my sin 328 
Whate'er thou d 612 
When all thy me 530 
When anxious ca 538 
When at last I 424 
When by the dre 722 
When clothed in 531 
When darkness i 506 
When darkness s 273 
When death o'er 53S 
When ends life 494 
When exposed t 146 
When, forever fr 710 
When from this 645 
When God is mi 3S1 
When grace has 173 
When he first th 654 
When he shall c 273 
When I can read 278 
When I shall ga 590 
When I shall me 590 
When I shall rea 631 
When I shall see 590 
When I shall wa 590 
When I survey t 160 
When I tread th 306 
When in the slip 530 
When in the sole 480 
When in the suit 428 
When Israel, of 53 
When Jesus ma 336 
When justice ba 566 
When life sinks 55 
When, marshale 65 
When, my Savio 386 
When nature sh 730 
When our earthl 486 
When our days o 112 
When our fetter 296 
When passing th 504 
When peace, like 517 
When quiet in m 131 
When rising floo 364 
When Satan app 55 
When shall I he 283 
When shall I rea 627 
When temptatio 492 
When that illust 402 
When the shado 493 
When the soft d 683 
When the sun of 539 
When the weary 164 
When the woes 539 
When this niort 492 



Hymn No. 
When thou in ou 103 
When thou the w 362 
When through fi 423 
When through t 423 
When to the cro 166 
When trouble, li 54 
When unto thee 13 
When we asunde 546 
When worn with 480 
Whene'er my car 482 
Where dost thou 537 
Where he displa 649 
Where is that S 116 
Where is the ble 456 
Where the indub 283 
Where the sad, t 699 
Where we heed t 699 
Wherefore shoul 593 
Wherefore to th 328 
Wherewith, O L 224 
While God invit 185 
While guilt didst 180 
While here, a st 645 
While here in th 612 
While I am a pil 485 
While I draw th 243 
While in this re 359 
While in thy wo 128 
While its hosts c 100 
While life prolo 1S5 
While life's dark 494 
While our days o 34 
While place we s 513 
While the angel 535 
While the deepe 710 
While we pray f 175 
While w e walk 549 
While, with ceas 564 
Whither, O whit 502 
Who are these a 622 
Who can behold 9 
Who can resist t 732 
Who in Jesus co 292 
Who is like God 33 
Who is thy neig 697 
Who Jesus' suff 347 
Who on earth ca 292 
Who suffer with 294 
Who thee benea 189 
Who trusting in 591 
Who would hims 224 
Who would not 579 
Whoever will. O 247 
Whose glory to t 47 
Why do you wai 211 
Why hast thou c 555 
Why should I sh 643 
Why should our 581 



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Hymn No. 
Why should the 280 
Why should this 56 
Why should we b 190 
Why should we 576 
Why should we t 212 
Why what we lo 503 
Why will you be 216 
Why will you in 192 
Wide as the worl 2 
Will gifts deligh 224 
Will you come,w 205 
Wilt thou not ye 341 
Wisdom divine 252 
With calm and t 406 
With deep repen 452 
With flowing tea 156 
With heart and e 293 
With him I on Z 298 
With joy the cho 63 
With joy we hail 167 
With me, I kno 346 
With mercy and 618 
With my burden 485 
With nothing in 207 
With numberless 531 
With patience fi 114 
With pitying eye 79 
With saints ent 587 
With simple fait 230 



Hymn No. 
With softening p 223 
With tearful eye 730 
With that blesse 610 
With thee conve 526 
With thee let th 159 
With them let u 250 
With thy Spirit 159 
With what differ 104 
With whom dost 20 
Within thy hous 676 
Without reserve 511 
Work, for the ni 390 
Workman of Go 391 
Worship, honor 94 
Worthy the Lam 31 
Would aught on 312 
Would he the bo 385 

Yea, Amen! let 98 
Yea, and before 536 
Yea, bless his ho 702 
Yea, let men rag 147 
Yea, though I w 440 
Ye chosen seed o 92 
Ye Christian her 662 
Ye daughters of 537 
Ye fair, enchant 229 
Ye faithful souls 288 
Ye fearful saints 52 



Hymn No. 
Ye pilgrims on t 74 
Ye ransomed sin 347 
Ye saints to com 17 
Ye servants of G 75 
Ye slaves of sin 388 
Ye tempting swe 229 
Ye virgin souls, 101 
Ye who have sol 388 
Ye who know yo 352 
Yes, every secret 602 
Yes, Jesus is the 196 
Yes, the prize sh 104 
Yes, when this fl 259 
Yet, glorified by 591 
Yet, Lord, for us 311 
Yet, oh! the chie 221 
Yet onward I ha 534 
Yet save a trem 222 
Yet she on earth 134 
Yet these, new r 598 
Yield to me now 342 
Your faith by ho 288 
Your lofty theme 1 
Your real life, w 288 
Your way is dar 192 



Zion enjoys her 433 
Zion stands with 137 



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HYMN 



Abide with me! Fast falls the eventide 484 

According to thy gracious word 166 

A charge to keep I have 477 

A few more years shall roll 569 

A goodly formal saint 262 

A mighty fortress is our God 422 

A stranger in the world below 629 

A thousand oracles divine 47 

A wonderful Savior is Jesus my Lord 531 

Afflictions, though they seem severe 458 

Ah! whither should I go 236 

Alas! and did my Savior bleed 161 

All for Jesus, all for Jesus 326 

All glory to God in the sky 103 

All glory to Jesus be given 355 

All hail the power of Jesus' name 92 

All my life long I had panted 272 

All praise to our redeeming Lord 552 

All praise to thee, eternal Lord 15 

All scenes alike engaging prove 513 

All things are possible to him ( 362 

Almighty Maker of my frame 574 

Almost persuaded, now to believe 206 

Amazing grace! how sweet the sound 259 

Am I a soldier of the cross 402 

Ancient of Days, who sittest throned in glory. ... 41 

And are we yet alive 559 

And can it be that I should gain 266 

And can I yet delay 237 

And did my Lord on earth endure 313 

And is there, Lord, a rest 615 

And let this feeble body fail 585 

And must I be to judgment brought 602 

And must this body die 589 

And will the great eternal God 669 

Angels, from the realms of glory 57 

Angels our march oppose 419 

Another year is dawning 561 

Arise, and bless the Lord 29 

480 



FIRST LINES OF HYMNS 



HYMN 

Arise, my soul, arise 281 

Arise, my soul, on wings sublime 287 

Arise, ye saints, arise 403 

Arm me with thy whole armor, Lord 404 

Arm of the Lord, awake, awake! Put on 063 

Arm of the Lord, awake, awake! Thine own.... 141 

Arm these thy soldiers, mighty Lord 155 

Art thou weary, art thou languid 227 

Asleep in Jesus! blessed sleep 578 

Author of faith, eternal Word 207 

Awake, and sing the song .' 74 

Awake, my soul, and with the sun 680 

Awake, my soul, in joyful lays 51 

Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve 393 

Awake, our souls! away, our fears 289 

Away my needless fears 445 

Away, my unbelieving fear 430 

Away with our sorrow and fear 619 

Before Jehovah's awful throne . 2 

Behold a Stranger at the door 186 

Behold! I come with joy to do 394 

Behold me standing at the door 199 

Behold the Christian warrior stand 412 

Behold the hands stretched out for aid 650 

Behold the Savior of mankind 78 

Behold the sure Foundation-stone 668 

Behold the throne of grace 476 

Behold what condescending love 156 

Being of beings, God of love 14 

Beloved, sleep 588 

Beneath our feet, and o'er our head 198 

Be present at our table, Lord 717 

Be still, my soul, before thy God 507 

Beyond the smiling and the weeping 731 

Blessed are the sons of God 550 

Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine 286 

Bless the Lord, O my soul 728 

Blest be the tie that binds 546 

Blow ye the trumpet, blow 388 

Brightest and best of the sons of the morning. ... 66 

Broad is the road that leads to death 202 

By cool Siloam's shady rill 690 

By thy birth, and by thy tears 242 

481 



FIRST LINES OF HYMNS 

HYMM 



Call Jehovah thy salvation 432 

Cast thy bread upon the waters 655 

Center of our hopes thou art 54S 

Children of the heavenly King 297 

Choose I must, and soon must choose 606 

Christ for the world we sing 065 

Christ is coming! let creation 010 

Christ is made the sure foundation 075 

Christ the Lord is risen to-day 88 

Christian, dost thou see them 710 

Christians, brethren, ere we part 3S 

Come, and let us sweetly join 547 

Come, every soul by sin oppressed 190 

Come, Father, Son and Holy Ghost, Honor 158 

Come, Father, Son and Holy Ghost, One God. ... 44 

Come, Father, Son and Holy Ghost. To whom. . . . 695 

Come, Holy Ghost, all-quickening fire 345 

Come, Holy Ghost, in love 121 

Come, Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire 127 

Come, Holy Spirit, come 119 

Come home! come home 215 

Come, humble sinner, in whose breast 194 

Come, let us anew our journey pursue 507 

Come, let us ascend 292 

Come, let us join our cheerful songs 31 

Come, let us join our friends above 036 

Come, let us join with one accord 172 

Come, let us use the grace divine 503 

Come, let us who in Christ believe 30 

Come, my fond, fluttering heart 229 

Come, my soul, thy suit prepare 485 

Come, O my God, the promise seal 349 

Come, O thou all-victorious Lord 177 

Come, O thou Traveler unknown 341 

Come, O thou universal Good 374 

Come on, my partners in distress 294 

Come, Savior, Jesus, from above 359 

Come, sinners, to the gospel feast 210 

Come, thou Almighty King ' 45 

Come, thou Fount of every blessing 226 

Come, thou long-expected Jesus 490 

Come unto me, when shadows darkly gather.... 510 

Come, wisdom, power and grace divine 556 

Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish.... 508 

482 



FIRST LINES OF HYMNS 

HYMN 



Come, ye saints, look here and bonder 90 

Come, ye sinners, poor and needy 184 

Come, ye that love the Lord 530 

Commit thou all thy griefs 439 

Conquering now and still to conquer 409 

Creator, Spirit, by whose aid 42 

Crown him with many crowns 19 

Darkly rose the guilty morning 721 

Daughter of Zion, from the dust! lob 

Day is dying in the west 710 

Day of judgment, day of wonders 609 

Day of wrath, O dreadful day 605 

Deathless spirit, now arise 630 

Deep are the wounds which sin has made 1S1 

Delay not. delay not, O sinner, draw near 203 

Depth of mercy! can there be 453 

Did Christ o'er sinners weep 238 

Draw near, O Son of God, draw near 149 

Dread Jehovah! God of nations 705 

Enthroned on high, almighty Lord Ill 

Equip me for the war 406 

Eternal depth of love divine 20 

Eternal Father, thou hast said 651 

Eternal Light! Eternal Light 26 

Eternal Power, whose high abode 12 

Eternal Source of every joy 706 

Except the Lord conduct the plan 151 

Face to face with Christ my Savior 640 

Fade, fade, each earthly joy 427 

Faith of our fathers! living still 397 

Far from these scenes of night 621 

Father. I stretch my hands to thee 244 

Father of all, in whom alone 128 

Father, Son and Holy Ghost 319 

Father, whate'er of earthly bliss 516 

Fling out the banner! let it float 648 

Forever here my rest shall be 340 

Forever with the Lord 600 

From all that dwell below the skies 1 

From every stormy wind that blows 466 

From Greenland's icy mountains 659 

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FIRST LINES OF HYMNS 



HYMN 

From Sinai's cloud of darkness 255 

From the cross there flows a hallowed stream. . . . 367 

From the recesses of a lowly spirit 732 

Gentle Jesus, meek and mild 691 

Gently, Lord, O gently lead us 492 

Give me the wings of faith to rise 642 

Give to the winds thy fears 438 

Glorious things of thee are spoken 139 

Glory be to the Father 726 

Glory to thee, my God, this night 681 

God be with you till we meet again 40 

God bless our home, and fill it 686 

God bless our native land 709 

God is a name my soul adores 9 

God is love; his mercy brightens 48 

God is the refuge of his saints 433 

God moves in a mysterious way 52 

God of all power and truth and grace 361 

God of my life, through all my days 538 

God of my life, whose gracious power 502 

God of the past, accept our praise 713 

God, the All-terrible! thou who ordainest 708 

God's holy law transgressed 183 

Go forward, is the great command " 396 

Gone from our home forever 592 

Grace! 'tis a charming sound 253 

Gracious Spirit, Love divine 117 

Great God, attend, while Zion sings 6 

Great God, indulge my humble claim 293 

Great King of glory, come 674 

Great Source of being and of love 13S 

Guide me, O thou great Jehovah 306 

Had I the gift of tongues. . . 369 

Hail, thou once despised Jesus 94 

Hail, to the Lord's Anointed 658 

Happy the home when God is there 678 

Happy the man who finds the grace 252 

Hark! hark! my soul, angelic songs are swelling. . 633 

Hark, how the watchmen cry 418 

Hark, my soul, it is the Lord 271 

Hark, ten thousand harps and voices 543 

Hark, the glad sound! the Savior comes. ....... 59 

484 



FIRST LINES OP HYMNS 



HYMN 



Hark! the herald angels sing 58 

Hark! the Savior's voice from heaven 209 

Hark! the voice of love and mercy 82 

Hark! what mean those holy voices 64 

Hasten, Lord, the glorious time 664 

Hasten, sinner, to be wise 193 

Heaven is here, where hymns of gladness 699 

He comes, he comes, the Judge severe. 107 

He dies! the Friend of sinners dies 86 

He leadeth me, for I can feel the clasping. . . . 449 

He leadeth me! O blessed thought 523 

He was not willing that any should perish 647 

He wills that I should holy be 333 

Help, Lord, to whom for help I fly 482 

Help us, O Lord, thy yoke to wear 401 

Ho! every one that thirsts, draw nigh 188 

Holy and true and righteous Lord 363 

Holy as thou, O Lord, is none 11 

Holy Ghost! dispel our sadness 123 

Holy Ghost, with light divine 118 

Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty 46 

Holy Sabbath, day of rest 176 

Holy Spirit, faithful Guide 112 

Hosanna! be the children's song 689 

Hover o'er me, Holy Spirit 110 

How are thy servants blest 722 

How beauteous are their feet 150 

How blest the righteous when he dies 577 

How can a sinner know 285 

How do thy mercies close me round 429 

How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord. . . . 423 

How gentle God's commands 56 

How great the wisdom, power and grace 250 

How happy every child of grace 628 

How happy is the pilgrim's lot 626 

How helpless nature lies 179 

How many pass the guilty night 562 

How oft have I the Spirit grieved 231 

How precious is the book divine 124 

How sad it would be, if when thou didst call 220 

How sad our state by nature is ~ 240 

How sweetly flowed the gospel's sound 70 

How sweet the hour of closing day 579 

How sweet the name of Jesus sounds 69 

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HYMN 

How swift the torrent rolls 570 

How tedious and tasteless the hours 528 

How vain are all things here below 321 

How vain is all beneath the skies _ '. 572 

Humble and teachable and mild 360 

Hushed was the evening hymn 694 

I am dwelling on the mountain 384 

I and my house will serve the Lord. 685 

I bow my*£orehead to the dust 435 

I gave my life for thee 317 

I heard the voice of Jesus say 257 

I hear my dying Savior say 720 

I know I love thee better, Lord 522 

I know not why God's wondrous grace 443 

I know that my Redeemer lives, And ever 381 

I know that my Redeemer lives; What joy 85 

I long to behold him arrayed 298 

I love thee, I love thee, I love thee, my Lord .... 542 

I love the holy Son of God 84 

I love thy kingdom, Lord, the house 135 

I love to tell the story 544 

I must have the Savior with me 446 

I stand all bewildered with wonder 268 

I storm the gate of strife 420 

1 thank thee, uncreated Sun 308 

I thirst, thou wounded Lamb of God 366 

I, too, forewarned by Jesus' love 599 

I want a heart to pray 497 

I want a principle within 479 

I was a wandering sheep 277 

I will sing the wondrous story 582 

I will sing you a song of that beautiful land 595 

I would be thine; O take my heart 379 

If thou impart thyself to me 338 

I'll praise my Maker while I've breath 541 

I'm but a stranger here 644 

I'm not ashamed to own my Lord 442 

In age and feebleness extreme 597 

In evil long I took delight 263 

In God I have found a retreat 515 

In hope, against all human hope 261 

In the cross of Christ I glory 539 

In the land of strangers, whither 201 

486 



FIRST LINES OF HYMNS 

HYMJS 



In the love that knows no waning, in the 701 

In the silent midnight watches 56S 

In thy name. O Lord, assembling 34 

Infinite God, to thee we raise 43 

It came upon the midnight clear 62 

It may be at morn, when the day is awaking. . . . 100 

I've wandered far away from God 235 

Jehovah, God of love ". 725 

Jehovah, God who dwelt of old 677 

Jehovah, thee we praise 21 

Jerusalem, my happy home 613 

Jerusalem the golden 611 

Jesus, and shall it ever be 327 

Jesus, at whose supreme command 163 

Jesus, a word, a look from thee 182 

Jesus calls me; I am going 398 

Jesus comes with all his grace 380 

Jesus, from whom all blessings flow 112 

Jesus, great Shepherd of the sheep 551 

Jesus hath died that I might live 350 

Jesus, I my cross have taken 309 

Jesus, in whom the God-head's rays 357 

Jesus, let thy pitying eye 155 

Jesus, Lord, we look to thee 554 

Jesus, Lover of my soul 436 

Jesus, my Advocate above 93 

Jesus, my all. to heaven is gone 261 

Jesus, my life, thyself apply 372 

Jesus, my Savior, Brother. Friend 464 

Jesus, my strength, my hope 318 

Jesus, our best beloved Friend 311 

Jesus, plant and root in me 375 

Jesus, Redeemer of mankind 189 

Jesus, Savior, pilot me 424 

Jesus shall reign where'er the sun 649 

Jesus spreads his banner o'er us 165 

Jesus, the name high over all 153 

Jesus, the sinner's friend, to ihee 225 

Jesus, the sinner's rest thou art 351 

Jesus, the very thought of thee 527 

Jesus, the word of mercy give , 144 

Jesus, thine all- victorious love 339 

Jesus, thou all-redeeming Lord.-. 152 

487 



FIRST LINES OF HYMNS 



HYMN 

Jesus, thou everlasting King 7 

Jesus, thy blood and righteousness 95 

Jesus, thy boundless love to me 290 

Jesus, thy disciples see 159 

Jesus, thy name I love 13 

Jesus, united by thy grace 545 

Jesus, we look to thee 71 

Jesus, where'er thy people meet 27 

Jesus, while our hearts are bleeding 580 

Join all the glorious names 73 

Join, all ye ransomed sons of grace 505 

Joy to the world, the Lord is come 01 

Just as I am, without one plea 239 

Laborers of Christ, arise 389 

Leader of faithful souls, and guide 305 

Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom. . . . 444 

Let earth and heaven agree 197 

Let every mortal ear attend 204 

Let him to whom we now belong 322 

Let me stay; I fain would labor.'. 399 

Let not the wise their wisdom boast 205 

Let party names no more 500 

Let worldly minds the world pursue 320 

Let Zion's watchmen all awake 143 

Lift up, lift up thy voice with singing 99 

Lift up your hearts to things above 557 

Lift your glad voices in triumph on high 87 

Lift your heads, ye friends of Jesus 104 

Light of life, seraphic fire 488 

Light of those whose dreary dwelling 241 

Lo! God is here! let us adore 25 

Lo! he comes with clouds descending 98 

Lo! on a narrow neck of land 571 

Lo! round the throne, a glorious band 010 

Look, ye saints, the sight is glorious , . . . . 97 

Lord, all I am is known to thee 4 

Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing, Bid us 30 

Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing, Fill our 37 

Lord, fill me with a humble fear 470 

Lord, from far-severed climes we come 711 

Lord God, the Holy Ghost 120 

Lord, how secure and blest are they 284 

Lord, I am thine, entirely thine 310 

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HYMN 

Lord. I believe a rest remains 348 

Lord, I believe thy every word 426 

Lord, I despair myself to heal 230 

Lord, I hear of showers of blessing 234 

Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear 679 

Lord, in the strength of grace 315 

Lord, keep my inmost heart . 331 

Lord of all being! throned afar 50 

Lord of mercy. God of might 373 

Lord of the Sabbath, hear our vows 169 

Lord, speak to me that I may speak 395 

Lord, we are vile, conceived in sin ISO 

Lord, we believe to us and ours 113 

Lord, we come before thee now 35 

Love divine, all loves excelling 383 

Lovers of pleasure more than God 260 

Low in the grave he lay — Jesus, my Savior 91 



March on, O soul, with strength 411 

Master, I own thy lawful claim 32S 

Men of God, go, take your stations 146 

'Mid scenes of confusion and creature complaints 612 

Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming. . . . 703 





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HYMN 

Nearer, my God, to thee 495 

Never further than thy cross 441 

No need of the sun in that day 620 

None is like Jeshurun's God 368 

Not all the blood of beasts S3 

Not heaven's wide range of hallowed space.... 670 

Not now, but in the coming years 5U3 

Now I have found the ground wherein 269 

Now let my soul, eternal King 130 

Now, the sowing and the weeping 400 

O come, and dwell in me 371 

O come, Creator, Spirit blest 114 

O could I speak the matchless worth 72 

O^day of rest and gladness 174 

O do not let the word depart 214 

O for a closer walk with God 456 

O for a faith that will not shrink 474 

O for a glance of heavenly day 232 

O for a heart that is whiter than snow 353 

O for a heart to praise my God 337 

O for a soul aglow with love 698 

O for a thousand tongues to sing 28 

O for an overcoming faith 583 

O for that flame of living fire 116 

O for the peace that floweth as a river 106 

O glorious hope of perfect love 378 

O God, most merciful and true 335 

O God, our help in ages past 575 

O God, thou high and lofty One 8 

O God, thou Potentate of all 715 

O God, what offering shall I give 329 

O happy day, that fixed my choice 256 

O hear my cry, be gracious now to me 457 

O holy Lord, our God 718 

O how happy are they 276 

O how long^will men refuse 21S 

O how the thought of God attracts 21 

O it is hard to w T ork for God 392 

O Jesus, delight of my soul 316 

O Jesus, full of truth and grace 354 

O joyful sound of gospel grace 346 

O King of glory, thy rich grace 405 

O let the prisoner's mournful cries 462 

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HYMN 



O little town of Bethlehem 67 

O Lord, thy work revive 451 

O Love divine, by Christ revealed 469 

O Love divine, how sweet thou art 376 

O Love divine, what hast thou done 81 

O love of God, how strong and true . 431 

O Love, that wilt not let me go 448 

O Love, thy sovereign aid impart 312 

O may thy powerful word 421 

O mother dear, Jerusalem 611 

O sacred Head, now wounded 77 

O safe to the rock that is higher than 1 437 

O sleepless nights, O cheerless days 584 

O Spirit of the living God 115 

O spread the tidings 'round, wherever 109 

O Sun of Righteousness, arise, And drive 307 

O Sun of Righteousness, arise, With healing. . . . 382 

O tell me no more of this world's vain store. . . . 291 

O that I could repent 223 

O that my load of sin were gone 334 

O this uttermost salvation 356 

O thou from whom all goodness flows '. 480 

O thou God of my salvation 535 

O thou, in whose presence my soul takes delight. 537 

O thou, our Savior, Brother, Friend..... 463 

O thou, to whom, in ancient time 3 

O thou, to whose all-searching sight 364 

O thou, who earnest from above 483 

O thou who driest the mourner's tear 509 

O thou who dwellest on high 18 

O thou, who hast at thy command 358 

O thou, whom all thy saints adore 5 

O thou whose offering on the tree 76 

O 'tis delight without alloy 525 

O turn ye, O turn ye, for why will ye die 216 

O what amazing words of grace 247 

O what a mighty change 617 

O where shall rest be found 604 

O who'll stand up for Jesus 325 

O wondrous love divine 207 

O wondrous power of faithful prayer 459 

O Word of God incarnate 129 

O worship the King all-glorious above 23 

O worship the Lord in the beauty of holiness. ... 22 

491 



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HYMfl 



Of him who did salvation bring 248 

Once more we come before our God 32 

One sweetly solemn thought 624, 727 

On Jordan's stormy banks I stand 627 

On this stone, now laid with prayer 073 

Onward, Christian soldiers 410 

Our children thou dost claim 157 

Our Father, God, who art in heaven 471 

Our Father in heaven, Creator of all 723 

Our Father which art in heaven 733 

Our God is love; and all his saints 558 

Our old companions in distress 637 

Pass me not, O gentle Savior 228 

Peace, doubting heart, my God's I am 504 

Peace, perfect peace, in this dark world 520 

Peace, troubled soul, thou need'st not fear 511 

Plunged in a gulf of dark despair 79 

Praise God, from whom all blessings flow .... 734, 735 

Praise ye the Lord! 'tis good to raise 10 

Prayer is appointed to convey 460 

Prayer is the key 493 

Prayer is the soul's sincere desire 478 

Rejoice, rejoice, believers 102 

Rejoice, the Lord is King 540 

Repeat the story o'er and o'er 518 

Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest 170 

Return, O wanderer, return 195 

Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings 632 

Rock of ages, cleft for me 243 

Roll on, thou mighty ocean 660 

Safely through another week 175 

Saints of God! the dawn is brightening 108 

Salvation! O the joyful sound 254 

Savior, again to thy dear name we raise 39 

Savior, blessed Savior 295 

Savior, breathe an evening blessing 6S4 

Savior, help us in our weakness 447 

Savior! I follow on 425 

Savior, in whose name I pray 233 

Savior, lead me lest I stray 434 

Savior, like a shepherd lead us 693 

492 



FIRST LIXES OF HYMNS 



HYMJS 



Savior of men, thy searching eye 148 

Savior of the sin-siek soul 377 

Savior, when, in dust, to thee 487 

Savior, while my heart is tender 696 

Say, where is thy refuge, poor sinner 219 

See how great a flame aspires 654 

See, Israel's gentle Shepherd stands 154 

Servant of God, well done 587 

Servants of God, in joyful lays 33 

Shall I, for fear of feeble man 147 

Shepherd Divine, our wants relieve 472 

Show pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive 222 

. Sing we to our God above 738 

Sinners, lift up your hearts 122 

Sinners, obey the gospel word 187 

Sinners, the voice of God regard 192 

Sinners, turn; why will ye die 208 

Sleep on, beloved, sleep, and take thy rest 594 

Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling 212 

Soldiers of Christ, arise 416 

Soldiers of Christ, lay hold 417 

Sovereign of all the worlds on high 282 

Sow in the morn thy seed 145 

Speed away, speed away 666 

Spirit of faith, come down 279 

Spirit of Truth, essential God 132 

Stand the omnipotent decree 603 

Stand up! stand up for Jesus 415 

Stay, thou insulted Spirit, stay 221 

Still nigh me, O my Savior, stand 506 

Sun of my soul, thou Savior dear 683 

Surrounded by a host of foes 413 

Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer 461 

Sweet is the sunlight after rain 171 

Sweet is the work, my God, my King , 173 

Sweet the moments, rich in blessing 491 

Sweet was the time when first I felt 454 

Sweetly the holy hymn 498 

Take my life and let it be 330 

Take time to be holy. . 303 

Talk with us, Lord, thyself reveal 526 

Tender Shepherd, thou hast stilled 596 

Ten thousand times ten thousand 646 

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HYMiN 



That awful day will surely coine G01 

The Church's one foundation 184 

The day is past and gone 687 

The God of Abraham praise 634 

The God of harvest praise 702 

The gospel! oh, what endless charms 246 

The head that once was crowned with thorns . . 96 

The heavens declare thy glory, Lord 133 

The King of heaven his table spreads 162 

The long-lost son, with streaming eyes 452 

The Lord is my shepherd 729 

The Lord is our King 714 

The Lord is risen indeed 89 

The Lord Jehovah reigns 51 

The Lord my pasture shall prepare 428 

The Lord of earth and sky 566 

The Lord our God alone is strong 672 

The Lord's my Shepherd, I'll not want 440 

The morning flowers display their sweets 598 

The morning light is breaking 652 

The praying spirit breathe 475 

The saints who die of Christ possessed 591 

The sands of time are sinking 618 

The Son of God goes forth to war 414 

The spacious firmament on high 49 

The Sun of Righteousness on me 343 

The thing my God doth hate 370 

The voice that breathed o'er Eden 712 

The whole wide world for Jesus 656 

Thee we adore, eternal Name 573 

There is a fountain filled with blood 245 

There is a land of pure delight 639 

There is a safe and secret place 521 

There is a spot to me more dear 274 

There is a time we know not when 60S 

There is an hour of peaceful rest 638 

There's a call comes ringing o'er the restless. . . . 661 

There's a land far away 'mid the stars 613 

There's a song in the air 60 

There's a wideness in God's mercy 217 

They who seek the throne of grace. 486 

This stone to thee in faith we lay 671 

Thou art the Way: to thee alone 68 

Thou didst leave thy throne, and thy kingly 692 

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HYMN 



Thou God of truth and love 555 

Thou hidden Love of God, whose height 344 

Thou hidden Source of calm repose 512 

Thou Judge of quick and dead 607 

Thou Shepherd of Israel, and mine 300 

Thou Son of God, whose flaming eyes 178 

Thou sweet, beloved will of God 505 

Thou very-present aid 514 

Thou, whose unmeasured temple stands 667 

Though eighteen hundred years are past 385 

Though nature's strength decay 635 

Though troubles assail, and dangers affright .... 55 

Though waves and storms go o'er my head 270 

Thus far the Lord hath led me on 682 

Thy ceaseless, unexhausted love 251 

Thy law is perfect, Lord of light 126 

Thy life I read, my gracious Lord 580 

Thy loving Spirit, Lord, alone 365 

Thy presence, Lord, the place shall fill 473 

Thy way, not mine, O Lord 501 

Till he come: O let the words 164 

? Tis midnight; and on Olive's brow 80 

'Tis thine alone, almighty name 724 

To-day the Savior calls 200 

To Father, Son and Holy Ghost 736 

To God, the Father, Son 737 

To the hills I lift mine eyes 481 

Triumphant Zion, lift thy head 140 

True-hearted, whole-hearted, faithful and 387 

Try us, O God, and search the ground 553 

Urge on your rapid course 407 

Vain are all terrestrial pleasures 105 

Vain, delusive world, adieu 321 

Vain man, thy fond pursuits forbear 191 

Walk in the light! so shalt thou know 304 

Watch and pray, that when the Master cometh. . 496 

Watchman, tell me does the morning 657 

Watchman, tell us of the night 653 

We are pilgrims looking home 296 

We bless thee for thy peace, O God 519 

We come unto our fathers' God 17 

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HYMJN 

We have no outward righteousness 275 

We know, by faith we know 625 

We lift our hearts to thee 688 

We may spread our couch with roses 332 

We plow the fields and scatter 704 

We thank thee, Lord, for this our food 719 

We would see Jesus — for the shadows 299 

Weary souls, that wander wide 213 

Weep not for a brother deceased 582 

Welcome, delightful morn 168 

What a fellowship, what a joy divine 450 

What a Friend we have in Jesus 489 

What glory gilds the sacred page 125 

What is our calling's glorious hope 336 

What now is my object and aim 301 

What shall I do my God to love 249 

What sinners value I resign 614 

What various hindrances we meet 467 

When all thy mercies, O my God 530 

When I can read my title clear 278 

When I shall reach the more excellent glory. . . . 631 

When I shall wake in that fair morn of morns . . 590 

When I survey the wondrous cross 160 

When Israel, of the Lord beloved 53 

When, marshaled on the nightly plain 65 

When, my Savior, shall I be 386 

When peace like a river attendeth my way 517 

When quiet in my house I sit 131 

When shall I hear the inward voice 283 

Wherefore should I make my moan 593 

"Wherewith, O Lord, shall I draw near 224 

While life prolongs its precious lighr 1S5 

While we walk with God in light 549 

While with ceaseless course the sun 564 

Who are these arrayed in white 622 

Who is thy neighbor 697 

Why do you wait, dear brother 211 

Why should our tears in sorrow flow 581 

Why should the children of a King 280 

Why should we boast of time to come 190 

Why should we start, and fear to die 576 

Will you come, will you come, with your 205 

Within thy house, O Lord our God 676 

With joy we hail the sacred day 167 

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HYMJN - 

With tearful eyes I look around 730 

Work, for the night is coming 390 

Workman of God. O lose not heart 391 

Ye Christian heralds, go, proclaim 662 

Ye faithful souls who Jesus know 288 

Ye ransomed sinners, hear 347 

Ye servants of God, your Master proclaim 75 

Ye virgin souls, arise 101 

Ye who know your sins forgiven 352 

Yield to me now, for I am weak 342 

Zion stands with hills surrounded 137 



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